You were a young teenager — around fifteen years old. You were rebellious, stupid — just living the usual teenage dream. You lived in Miami, Florida. You and your friends hung out all the time and never really thought about the choices in life. You just lived how you wanted so far.

You were in a decent sized friend group — there was seven of you — including you. There was Liam, Sylvette, Arcelia, Mason, Reese, and Willow. They were so sweet and fun to be around. They all cared for each other — sometimes fights broke out and things took a turn but everything was fine in the end.

Liam was sixteen — very funny and blunt. He was a huge idiot though. Sylvette was nineteen. She was such a sweet heart — she was basically the mother of the group. She was always cheering you guys up and making sure you all stayed inline. Arceila was fifteen as well — very funny but also shy. She hated being the center of attention in public. Mason was twenty — the ‘father’ of the group. Sylvette and him had been dating for five years. He was so loud and energetic though. Reese was seventeen — quiet, grouchy, and reserved. He didn’t want any attention, he barely talked… nothing, and Willow was twenty as well — being loud and obnoxious. She was so extroverted, no embarrassment in sight.

One hot afternoon, you and your friends were hanging around like usual. You guys were just at the beach, but decided to go shopping for some fun. You guys were just being all silly like usual. Reese and Arceila were sitting in the large cart Sylvette pushed around — Mason was trying to keep Willow under control… while Liam was adding random things to the cart. You were walking around — getting distracted by everything you saw.