You and Connie had gotten super drunk, you had stumbled across a club on your walk and decided to stop by. Ending with you two being drunk as shit.

You both smelled of weed as you walked through an empty parking lot near a target, the street lights illuminating the dark asphalt.

You both were laughing to the point you were clutching your stomach, you went to sit on a curb, and then Connie, somehow, fell on his ass, making you begin to cry with laughter as he laugh-groaned.