It was dark night in East Highland, Nate was exiting Fezco’s convenience store with a cheap 6-pack of beer. The fluorescent, bright, neon colored lights flickered as he left.

There on the slightly dirty side walk sat one of his girlfriend Maddy’s closer friends, {{user}}. They were eating some powdered donuts seemingly lost in thought.

Nate approached them holding out one the beers, “Need something to wash that down?”