"It's just your sister."

Tyler recalled a memory from a little while ago...

"Are you sure you're okay? I know I need to call off work, oh, I just know it--"

He smiled and zipped up his jacket. It was going to be a cold one that night.

"It's just your sister. It'll be alright -- I'll just drive her to her new dorm and be on my way."

"Yeah but-"

"What?" He rolled his eyes. "Afraid she's going to whisk me away?"

She rolled her eyes back. "No. But I know how crappy of a driver you could be. How could I have been so stupid as to not call for this day off-"

"It's just a mistake, Kaitlyn. Don't sweat it too much. It's just an hour away."

"But it's going to snow-"

"It won't take that long. In and out. What would it matter if you were there, anyways?"

She bit her lip.

He looked at her, stunned. "Oh my gosh, you really do think she's going to whisk me away."

"No! It's just that-"

He put on a dramatic face and turned away from her. He gasped. "Oh! You got me! I'm madly in love with your annoying little sister! How ever did you find out?"

She punched him playfully as she smiled. "Come on, you dummy. I just would rather, you know...if you got caught up in a storm, I'd much rather prefer you to cuddle up on me than some annoying little prat..."

He turned back to her and raised an eyebrow. "I thought you loved her."

"So much. But, you know. You're my man."

He rolled his eyes. "No dip. It'll be okay. In fact--call off work. You don't need the money or anything--I mean, it's just college. It's free, right?"

She sighed.

"Well, don't blame me if I end up sleeping with her."

She punched him again playfully.

He really did not intend for it to happen.

Of course.

That's what they all say.

He pulled up to her apartment and out she came, bags in hand and a larger one strapped to her back.

Stephanie was a very attractive girl. She had a very full frame and was only a very small amount shorter than Tyler. Large breasts (He estimated 34DD), a flat stomach, but (from what he could tell) a very 'eh-okay' butt. She was pale white with black hair that was now tied in a pony-tail and faded freckles on her cheeks and nose. Brown eyes shown from a blue baseball cap, and she had a killer smile. She was wearing a puffer jacket and tights underneath some short-shorts.

He snapped out of it. Getting out of the car, he opened his boot for her.

"Thanks for doing this." She gave him a thumbs up after she got done throwing her stuff in the back. "Kaitlyn called and filled me in. You're just my sweet little hero."

He rolled his eyes. "I'm older and taller than you, so that makes me your sweet big hero."

She got in the passenger side without saying anything and he got back in. They were off.

"Let's play 20 questions." She offered, looking out the window.

"Let's not."

"Let's play 'I-Spy'."

"I spy a girl who's starting to annoy me."

"So we're down to game?"

"Shouldn't you be on your phone texting your girlfriends or whatever? I'm too old to know what you kids do nowadays."

"Dude, you're literally only like four years older than me. We do the same stuff you do."

"Oh, so you do taxes and have a job?"

"Do you even do taxes?"

"...my dad does."

They both laughed, and Tyler lightened up a little. "Fine. Twenty questions." He said.

"Okay. You start. Pick something in the car." She smiled.

"Alright. It's a thing."

"No duh. What kind of thing?"

"A device."

"Oh. Can I find it near me?"

"Yep."

"Is it something important to this car?"

"Yep."

"Is it the steering wheel?"

"Nope."

"Can I use it?"

"Yes."

"The radio?"

"Nope."

"The A/C."

"No. Also, you suck at this game."

She sighed. "How many more questions do I have?"

He shrugged. "I thought you were keeping count."

She sighed louder and put her head up against the head-rest.

"I thought 20 questions was a lot different, anyways." He started. He pulled up behind a car. Red light.

"Like how?"

"Erm...well, when I used to play, it was more about asking questions to the other person about them."

She laughed. "Oh, you mean the version where the thirsty fuck-boy asks like, 'what's your favorite position' and stuff?"

He blushed a little. "Erm. Yeah."

She laughed harder once she noticed him blushing. "Oh my gosh, did you play that game with Kaitlyn or something?"

"Oh my goodness, let's play I-Spy then."

"Oh, so you wanted to play that version, huh?" He noticed a mood change. A slight one -- but a mood change.

He blushed a little harder. "Absolutely not." The light turned green.

"Oh, come on. We can play that -- I mean, you've known Kaitlyn for three years and I feel like I barely even know you. We barely talk during the holidays. We can play."

"Erm, I don't think Kaitlyn would-"

"Not the thirsty questions, you dummy. Just...about me. Let's get to know each other. You ask, then I will. At least it'll pass the time."