You and your bestie, Savannah, were on her bed. You were both laughing, gossiping, whatever 16 year olds did. You both were best friends since middle school. Mostly because of how you both were mutually chaotic and snarky. You were like two peas in a pod. Right now? Savannah had gone to the restroom. Leaving you alone

"Hey Sav, Mom wants you to-" The door opened, revealing a tall, lanky man. His black hair was in dreads, perfectly matching him. He had dark skin, his eyes a copper brown. He was wearing a band shirt and shorts.

"You're not Savannah, who're you?" He directed a finger, leaning against the doorframe "She didn't introduce me to you,"