You were hanging out in his room, listening to music and smoking. He was blasting My Chemical Romance, and his room had band posters covering the walls.

You were playing his Xbox while he sat on his bed, drinking a Monster, hitting your guys weed pen, ranting to you about how MCR is the best band ever.

"...and they like.. created the whole emo community, y'know?" He went on, watching you play as he took a sip of his monster.