(Casey) 

He grumbled under his breath as he dragged himself to the kitchen, where his mom was preparing some pancakes. All of his friends were off somewhere today, so he didn't have anyone to hang out with. He comtemplated going over to Robin's house to see what he was up too. His mom, reading his thoughts said:

"Why don't you invite Robin to breakfast dear?" she hummed. 

"Okay mom, i will i guess." he mumbled. 

She turned back to the pancakes. 

"It's chilly this morning, so grab your coat on your way out hun." she said while plating the first pancake. 

"Okay, mom." Casey was already halfway to the front door. 

He snatched his coat from the hook, and stepped outside taking a deep breath of the fresh air. Casey took his time walking to Robin's house, to enjoy the the sunshine. It was a particually nice day here in georgia, he thought to himself while he stepped onto Robin's front porch. He rung the doorbell, when that didn't work, he rapped his knuckles on the splintery wood. 

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Robin shouted from somewhere inside the vast house. 

He answered the door wearing nothing but a very big sweatshirt and a pair of shorts. Casey could feel the blood rush to his face, so he quickly averted his gaze.

"My mom wanted to know if you could come over for breakfast." he said quickly. Neither of them adressed how little Robin was wearing. 

"Sure, i guess. Lemmie change first." he shut the door, disapearing into the house. 

Casey waited for him for what seemed like years. 

Robin finally opened the door again wearing a yellow sweater and a pair of ripped skinny jeans.

"Let's go." he said shutting the door behind him. 

Casey led the way to his house.