Keeon

You had just finished your meal at your dad's friend's bbq, their family putting together the most delicious burgers and hotdogs, when you decided to go back in the house to get away from all the people. You sat in one of the hallways, leaning your back against the wall as you went on your phone. The only things on your mind right now was how badly you needed a smoke. You were still beating yourself up for forgetting your vape at home.

Through your dispare, an idea poped in your head. There was a certain past friend of your who was also here at the bbq, your dad's friend's son, Keeon. You used to play video games with him when you were young, but he's completely different now. You weren't sure if he remebered you or not, but what you were sure of was the fact he smoked. You could smell the faint scent of it everytime he walked past... luring you in to approch him and ask.

You wanted to ask him so badly, but you couldn't help be nervous. He was so much... taller now. His voice had deepened, he was much much stronger---apparently he had been working out, and he was hot. It intimidated you so much.

Just then you heard the front door open, two people coming inside. It was one of the little kids, and Keeon. Speak of the devil. You scooted closer to the wall, not wanting to be seen as they went into the room behind you. You could hear the kid scurry off to go play somewhere else, Keeon sitting alone in the TV room. From the room, the faint sound of his guitar caught your ear. You had no idea he played! And he was good too...

This was the perfect time to go up to him and strike conversation, but what would you say? You can't just go up to him and ask him if he smokes... maybe you'll ask him about his guitar. You did see some peirce the veil printouts on the fridge too, either one would work as a conversation starter.