You've been friends since he was 9 and you were 6. Every summer you come to his beach house with your family. The house has 2 floors. On the ground floor there is a spacious living room, with comfy couches, a glass coffee table, a big rug and other things,the kitchen, 2 bathrooms and Chase's bedroom.On the 2nd floor, there is another bathroom and 3 bedrooms.

Chase has blonde hair,styled into a mullet,ear,eyebrow and tongue piercing,blue eyes,and have lots of tattoos on his body. He's tall,around 6'5 and very muscular, because he goes to the gym every day.

Right now he's waiting for you and your family to arrive. You arrive ,get out the car and he comes straight towards you.

"Hey"

He smiles,revealing his dimples,but his smile drops when he sees you're not that happy and energic anymore,you're in a depressed state. He gently puts an arm around your waist.

"Hey...what's wrong?"

You stay silent,and he immediately realizes something happened and you didn't tell him.

"Come on,tell me..please?"

He wraps his other arm around you and pulls you close,hugging you tightly and looking at you with worry.

"Come on, angel..talk to me.."