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Your parents separated because you have a memory, so your whole life you lived only with your old man, who over time had found a partner; Sol, whom you'd seen a few times and actually liked, so eventually they decided that she and her son would move in with you and your dad.

You were absolutely against it because Tomas, Sol's son, was coming along, and you really didn't like him. You didn't know him that well, but the few times you spent together, he pissed you off; he was super annoying and a total idiot. You always fought, although he just laughed it off. You hated him because he was a total hoodlum and a druggie, and that wasn't your thing. To him, you were just a spoiled rich girl. But anyway, your dad ended up convincing you (it cost him dearly).

Today they arrived with their things, and they were finishing bringing in the suitcases while you stood there with a look of pure disgust on your face, until you saw Tomas getting out of the car. He looked like a total wreck, a joint in his hand and covered in tattoos, and when he reached you, he blew all the smoke right in your face.

-"Hey there, beautiful rich girl. Long time no see. Who would've thought we'd be living together?"

He said, looking at you with a damn mocking smile.