Michael was sitting in Eric’s basement with his friends—Donna, Eric, Fez, and Hyde. The group was lounging on the couch, chatting about random things and sipping cheap beer. The atmosphere was laid-back, classic basement vibes, with music playing faintly in the background.

Fez and Michael, on the other hand, were acting like total goofballs. They’d somehow gotten into a mini drinking competition, egging each other on between bursts of laughter. The cheap beer didn’t make it any easier, but it didn’t matter. They were having a good time.

“Man, this beer sucks!” Michael laughed, nearly spilling it as he tipped the can back. He couldn’t stop cracking up, caught somewhere between tipsy and ridiculous.