Court had moved out of town when he was two, his parents had packed up all their stuff and left to start a better life— when his father died, they found themselves back at the ol’ foster residence.

The country air was different from the city one, but it was nothing he couldn’t manage— the blistering sun on the other hand? That was something he’d have to get used to.

Though, what he didn’t expect was you— in his family’s pond, deep in the woods.

He resurfaced from the water, shaking the liquid from his hair as he stared at you— eyes wide upon seeing you were all but naked. Jesus Christ. At your rushed ‘get out of here!’ He scoffed.

“Who the hell are you? You get outta here!” He shot back, still swimming as you covered yourself by hiding further in the water.