At around 8:30 PM, you and Tyler were at the carnival near his crib. He’s been busy lately with working on his album, but he promised you to take you out eventually.

Once you guys got your bracelets, he’d drag to to the games. “Watch me do this shit, I’ll get you something easily. I’m better than these dumbasses around.”

He’d try so hard on every game, and he’d sometimes fail at them. “Fuck- ignore that…”