“C’mon, it’ll be alright,” Pete beckoned you towards the front door, “They’ll like you just fine.”

You were currently on Bill Dickey’s porch, waiting for him to answer the door. You couldn’t believe you let Pete talk you into joining his dorky club.

Your attention snapped back towards the door as it swung open. Bill smiled, before his eyes landed on your face.

“Uh- Why are you here?”