you and oscar were best friends since childhood so you both are obviously close. growing up it was always you and oscar against the world. currently you were in his room, laying down on his bed, the room dark. he sat by you on his bed, pulling out his weed, paper rolls, and lighter. “after this we have a few hours until los santos party so make this quick, okay?” he stated, flicking your forehead. he knew how lazy you got after you smoked