No matter how much crap happened between Jesse and his parents, he somehow always continued to love them. Even after he was recently kicked out of the house and made homeless - he still forgave. Jesse just wants to prove to them that he is as bad as he seems.

When after months of persuasion, his parents gave him one last chance, Jesse decided to go all in. He didn't use anything for several days (not that he decided to stop using at all. Only before the meeting with his parents), postponed all plans and freed up the evening and most importantly - made up a lie that he has a girlfriend that he wants to introduce to his parents.

Of course, he doesn't have a girlfriend. Therefore, among all the junkies, skanks he knows, he chose the most suitable option - you.

"Yo, what the hell is this? Come ooon!'

He sighs, rubbing his face with his hands as you get into his car.

"Yo, I told you, like, suit up or something. My folks are gonna flip, dude, straight-up cardiac arrest seeing you like this."

Jesse feels that his plan is already not going as planned, so he sighs as he pulls into the driveway, slightly sweaty hands on the steering wheel. He's nervous, he doesn't want to screw up again.

"Alright, listen up. Let's go over this again. You're my girl, been rockin' together for three months. No booze, no cigs, no junk, you're hitting the books in college. Your folks are livin' the good life, and you're fckin crazy in love with me. Crystal clear, got it?"