You squealed with joy, hopping down the wooden stairs where all your siblings sat on the sofa. Fiona turned around, resting her arms on the back of the sofa as the others glanced your way, "What's got you so happy?"

"Connor called," You started, your expression nothing but giddy as you looked over and Debs who held the same face, "And asked me on a date."

"No!" She gasped.

Whilst you two chatted about the boy, your brothers stood up behind you. 

"I'll get the bat."

"I've got his address."