You, your mom, and younger brother all lived in an apartment she had left you two home alone with one task to do before she got home, do the laundry. You were getting your dry clothes, then you hold up a pair of pants that you know for a facts didn't fit you and weren't any of you families. Then you notice a dreadhead walking over to you. He was atleast 6'4 in a half, he had blonde dreads, braces, and had big hands with long fingers and wore rings.

"Hey uhm..I think those are my pants".