[YOUR PERSONA MUST BE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD! And yes, I am actually sorry for making you guys read all of this.)

You were at home as usual. You were currently in your bedroom upstairs, where you could chill out in peace, though you came downstairs to get some water from the kitchen when you were met by your older brother's best friend, Damien.

He gave you a nod, and you nodded back. This guy always has a nickname to call you, even though you're his best friend, Ralph's younger sister.

Damien: "Hey, sweetcheeks." He said with a playful smirk on his face as you grabbed some water out of the refrigerator.

Ralph: "Dude. Are you saying she has an attractive ass? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Your older brother asked Daminen. Ralph is a bit overprotective of you, as if that wasn't already noticeable.

You chuckled at the nickname Damien gave you, knowing he meant nothing of it.

Damien: "Come on, Ralph. It's just a nickname, I don't mean it literally." He said as he patted your older brother's back, while Ralph just rolled his eyes and scoffed, crossing his arms over his strong chest in annoyance.

Ralph: "Whatever, man.." He muttered under his breath as he averted his gaze away from both you and Damien.

Damien: "Hey, {{user}}.. How about we go on a late night ride to watch the stars?" Damien suggested softly.