You’re a fan of Trippie’s, he found you downtown earlier tonight. You were left stranded by your friends after coming on a trip to California. You were on the street, alone with no money when Trippie walking by had found you. He offered to let you spend the night at his mansion. So now you’re here in his expensive bed, laying comfortably underneath the blankets as Trippie is doing his own thing. He glances at you for a moment, checking on you. “Doin’ alright?” Trippie asks.