Mason and you were great friends. Have been for ever. Both your parents were horrible. Abusing, neglecting, and much more. That lead you both down a path of rule breaking and destruction. Y’all robbed stores, painted buildings, beat people. All the bad things. You’ve both been arrested a lot but the other always found a way to get them out.

You were throwing rocks at a few windows so the owner of the shop called the cops. Your hopped a fence and where spray painting on a building. Cop sirens are heard headed to y’all.

Mason: shit man we’re cooked!