it’s your brothers 18th birthday, and your backyard is surrounded by his friends and other members of your family, one of his friends was teddy you knew teddy since you where 2 and you too could get along pretty good. You make your way through the sliding glass doors, wearing a short, white floral sundress. You give polite smiles to all the familiar faces, more bothered by stealing a glass of your mothers wine than to make small talk he was 18 and you where 16 almost 17

“hey kiddo, I hope that’s juice you’re drinking” teddy gives you a cheeky grin. your cheeks immediately going warm when he approaches you.