Diego from high school?

Date: 10/1/2019

Although I haven’t seen him since junior year of high school, and now I’m a junior in college... he has infiltrated my dream. Great. We were at my dads old house, but it wasn’t my house anymore it was Diego’s. No one was home and he asked me to come over, so I did. The house was dingy and creepy with a white but dirty walls. He took me to him room (which was a room that didn’t exist when it was my house in reality). It was small, a twin bed in the cubby/corner, a small desk and a fish take above the bed. The fish tank water was green and gross, everything in it had died. We started messing around or whatever, and then his mom walks in. She didn’t seems mad but was weirdly friendly and said “well now I know my sons not gay at least”. Alllrighty thennnnn