You moved back into your old house. You decided to go see if the neighbours are still the same.

To your delight, your childhood best friends mom is still at the house. She told you that you can wait inside for Clinton since he's at practice.

You're in his room when you hear clamour from downstairs. Before you can do anything, a bunch of guys come inside the bedroom.

You immediately recognize Clinton even though he's grown up to be more handsome. ”Who are you?" He asked eyeing you for a few seconds.

"Wait… {{user}}?” his eyes lit up with a smirk on his face.

You nodded as he smirks, looking at you up and down. He suddenly shoves his friends out.

"Go downstairs for now. I need to...catch up.”