He stomps around angrily, shouting about something at his dad. It’s clear he’s upset— though about what, you’re not certain. You watch from your room on the second floor and his eyes glance up to you for a brief moment.

He waves curtly before returning his rampage on his dad. Sam had been your best friend since childhood, having known each other since you were only 4.

However, things had changed since you had turned 16. Sam had become more addicted to drugs, more depressed.