"Alex? Yo dude it's me! The door was unlocked."

You're halfway across the attic climbing over a crate of old records when you see him silhouetted in the doorway.

"I decided that I can just drop a load whenever and came right here. You really should lock your doo.. OH! Tory shit I'm sorry," Tyler sputters out squinting to see you in the darkness.

He thinks I'm Victoria... but wait. Tory? Since when does Tyler have a nickname for my sister?

"Haven't seen that dress in a while. Glad I waited now. Are you wearing anything underneath it this time?" (You're not.)

You're not sure how to reply. You're pretty sure Tyler just admitted to fucking your sister on her prom night. She's three years older than you guys. You were freshmen that year! Not only that, but it sounds like he'd like to do it again.