(Whoa her ex at her house? This is going to be eventful)
"Why don't we check out the house now and see what need to get done," she said. Then her nose scrunched up. "It's going to stink in there, the food I had is going to be spoiled."
"Your funeral," Callyn said with a shrug. "Let's head out."
So, they headed out the door and went on their way to Callyn's house.
They got out of the car, just to see someone standing on her front porch.
As soon as she saw him, Callyn's eyes widened and her body tensed.
"P-Parker?" she asked.
The brown-haired young man turned with a smirk. "Yes, Callyn, it's me."
(Remember don't have Turner start a fist fight or anything with him until I cue you. Remember he's supposed to pretend to be her boyfriend to protect her once he finds out who Parker is.)
"Turner this is my ex," Callyn said quietly enough that only he could hear.
"What are you doing here?" she asked Parker.
"Oh, I was just in the area and thought I'd stop by, he said as he strutted down the porch steps. He stopped directly in front of Callyn. "What happened to you?" he asked, motioning to the cane.
"Car accident," she muttered.
"Tsk tsk, see what happened after you decided to split up from me?" he said.
Callyn stepped closer to Turner, thankful for his comforting presence beside her. "I don't regret breaking up with you," she said.
"Shame," he said. He looked over to Turner with his brown eyes. "And who are you?"
"Wait, I recognize you," Parker said. "You're Turner Douglas." He paused for a second, then said in confusion, "You went for a girl like Callyn?" Honestly you could do better. She's not even that pretty. There are way hotter girls that would gladly do you for just a smile their way. You're not going to get anywhere with Callyn. Her personality, it's just...not good, she's an embarrassment to be around, she won't even give you a fun night. I could hook you up with some better girls."
