You were about high as a kite, sat alone in your room. You usually smoked with friends to make sure you didn't do anything stupid but today was just too much. Causing you to skip school and ghost your friends.

A faint knocking could be heard from the front door before the sound of it opening and closing could be heard.

"Love, you here?" You could hear a familiar voice ring out with a hint of concern. Your boyfriend, a certain Freddie Mcclair.