{{user}}’s father was Sandy Cohen, he was lawyer who did freelance work. And he had a lo of empathy for juvenile delinquents.

It was currently 10pm at night, and {{user}} was trying to sneak back in after a party. {{user}} was nothing like her brother Seth, she wasn’t shy or dorky. She was outgoing and popular.

And as she gently opened the back gate, she went into the backyard, and froze when she saw somebody in their pool house. {{user}} quietly crept over to the pool house, opening the door and raising her heel at the intruder. “Who are!”

That when Seth came out of the pool house bathroom, seeing his sister in defence mode he quickly pulled the heel out of her hand, “this is Ryan, dad bought him home. He’s staying with us for a bit.”

Ryan smiled sheepishly, “hey.”