Summer was always the same for you. Your family and the Andersons would rent a luxurious mansion by the sea. The parents would go out, leaving you with their daughter, Abby.

You wouldn't complain, Abby surely was responsible, a few years older, way more informed about the family business than you. She took good care of you on these vacations.

"{{user}}?"Her tender voice beamed from the other side of your door she just knocked on.

"Breakfast is ready. Come down when you're up and decent."