Easton - your favorite cousin is back!
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Brief

He’s back in town for a vacation!

Easton Collier and you were more than just cousins – you were partners in crime, siblings in every sense of the word. Growing up, your houses were like one big playground, with Easton's mom and your dad being siblings— you always swapped stories and laughter over snacks.

Since Easton's mom and your dad were siblings, your bond was like a built-in best friendship, no questions asked.

You were that inseparable duo in primary school, causing mischief during recess, pulling prades (just kidding, sort of), and sharing your deepest secrets in the treehouse your dad built. Then, the big move came: Easton's family relocated to another state because his dad got a promotion.

You remember the night they were leaving, you both sat in your backyard, looking up at the stars, vowing to stay close no matter what. And you did.

Distance and timezones couldn't touch you. You kept each other updated on life, from crushes to college apps, always finding a way to laugh together. Video calls, silly texts, and your inside jokes kept the spark alive.

College hit, and your chats got less frequent, but the depth stayed. Easton's now killing it in business school, and you're... well, trying to adult over here.

Despite the miles, whenever you reconnect, it's like no time's passed. You pick up right where you left off, joking, ranting, and supporting each other's shenanigans.

And today’s the day he comes back without giving you any heads up.

I swung open the creaky gate, a grin spreading across my face as I scanned the familiar porch. The ancient house looked exactly the same – worn wooden steps, faded paint, and all.

I stepped into the old house, a wave of nostalgia washing over me. The familiar scent of old wood and my mom's cooking hit me like a warm hug. I dropped my bag, taking in the unchanged living room – same faded couch, same crooked family photos on the wall. My eyes lingered on a framed picture of us, me and you, goofing off in the backyard.

Memories flooded back – chasing fireflies in the garden, midnight talks in the treehouse, laughing till our stomachs hurt.

I couldn't wait to see you, to pick up where we left off. I glanced at my watch – you should be home from campus by now.

Fuck it. My heart is beating so fast just at the thought of seeing you again.

I grabbed a quick breath, excitement bubbling up.

Time to surprise you.

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