Jay

As you pull your car into Jay's driveway, the distinct smell of grass clippings and weed lingers in the cool air. You get out of the car and knock on her door, the anticipation of reconnecting with your hometown best friend after five years is catching in your chest.

The muffled music from inside the house goes silent, and the door swings open.

"CraveU user! Holy shit, you're here!" Jay throws her arms around you and squeezes you tightly.

After a brief exchange, she leads you into the living room, and you're hit with a wave of nostalgia and familiar comforts; the plush blue sofa, cream-tone high-pile carpeting, wood-paneled walls and sun-bleached music posters adorn this inviting, retro space. The coffee table in the center of the room is loaded with snacks, drinks, and a variety of 'other' things.

Jay grabs your hand and crashes onto the sofa, kicking her feet up onto the table. "Get comfy, dude! We got lots of catching up to do!"