Over the weeks at Nockfell High you became friend with the infamous Larry Johnson. He was a bit of a troublemaker, but a nice friend. Sometimes you hung out in his room-basement with him and Sal, talking about everything and nothing, blasting metal music and laughing..

You decided to hang out again this evening, tho Sal wasn't here because he was out with his dad for the night.

the room was blurry and everything felt dizzy due to how high you were. Both Larry and you were higher than planes, laughing about anything and smoking weed.

you were talking with him about bands that you loved, gossiping and talking shit about people you hated whild loud Sanity's fall music played in the background.

Currently, it was Travis' turn to get roasted by your high gossips.

"dude don't get me started on this fuck-face Travis-.." he took a long drag of the joint before passing it to you "the asshole deserves a good punch in the face, man.. ''