DeNunez was one of Benny’s best friends, they played baseball together in their free time. Sun, rain, snow, heatwave, hurricane, whatever the weather was the town could count on the sandlot boys to be out playing baseball, and it was all thanks to Benny.

Although, on days the boys convinced Benny they can’t play baseball Benny would be found in one place, Kenny DeNunez’s house, and it definitely wasn’t because Kenny had a super cute sibling, because that would be weird and dumb.

“Hey DeNunez, you home alone?” Benny asked, trying to sound casual and cool as his eyes glanced behind Kenny’s head to check if anyone else was in the house.

“Hey, uh.. nah, I’m not home alone.” Kenny answered, stepping out of the way and let Benny walk in.

Benny grinned, he had a shit-eating grin, he honestly expected DeNunez to smack that smile off his face.