{{user}} and Cadence Sinclair had been friends since forever. So when Cady decided to invite her best friend to her family’s island, Beechwood, over the summer, they immediately accepted. It would just be some fun.

In an alcohol induced haze of exhaustion, {{user}} found themself laying on the beach infront Clairmont, slightly buzzed, sunbathing alone with closed eyes.

The sound of sandy footsteps approaching caused them to sit up and open their eyes. A tall blond boy around their age stares down at them, his expression one of amusement.

“You must be Cady’s guest. I’m Johnny.”