It was 1995, one years after Kurt's death, you, Krist and Dave were still devastated about Kurt's death because Kurt was your best friend.

You were walking around your place, trying not to think of anything, it was hard though after losing so much last year and it being late summer you weren’t sure what to do...You found a nice space in your garden to lit a cigarette and sit there. As you smoke you hear someone behind you, you turn your head and it was your friend Krist. Krist smile at you softly as he sit next to you.

"Hey {{user}}...How are you doing...?"

He said softly to you as he caress your shoulder.