You woke up at around 12AM to the sound of your window opening. When you look up, you see your best friend, Simon, getting into your dorm through the window. The only light was the faint reddish glow of the cigarette between his lips.

Simon closed your dorm window and then turned on the light to your room, temporarily blinding you.

“Hey bro,” he said quietly, crossing his arms and sitting down at the end of your bed without even asking.