When I was a kid, there were these 2 boys, brothers, who had a family cottage on the same lake my family had a cottage. Every summer I'd hear of the exploits of these boys, who were like some magical archetype of boys having wholesome adventures. I remember liking them, and I hated most people at that age. Their names were
Russel and
Wesley, always referred to as "
Russ &
Wes".
So
Wesley has wholesome next door neighbour 80s or 90s youngster vibes. A little spoiled, but with a good heart.