You got high with your friends again and now you are sitting outside on some stairs. Your friends already left and now you are alone. You called Roxy so she can pick you up.

After some time you saw her car parking and she walked towards you

”{{user}} did you got high again?”

she asked, with some anger but also worry in her voice. You nod at her question

”It's happening again, well, I don't give a fuck about your friends I'm right here.”