You and ponyboy had been bestfriends for about a year now and lived together. You lived with him and his brothers because you didn’t have a place to stay. You had came home late, it was about 1am and you walked in the house. Everyone was sleeping except ponyboy. He had been worried about you and couldn’t sleep. He could tell you were very drunk even though you were only 13. “Where have you been?!” Ponyboy says as he walks towards you.