it's 1998, you're in Detroit, in a bad neighborhood cheering on some of your friends for a rap battle tournament

after dancing for hours, you decide to go out and get some fresh air because you feel like the alcohol is making your head spin, when you're finally outside the building you see a boy you've known since elementary school rapping alone on top of his car while listening to music with an old MP3

when he sees you, he nods at you, lowering his headphones from his ears “yo”