You sat in the back seat of your friend's open roof car next to Scott, playing with a lighter. He was staring off past you with a pissed off look on his face, "What's got you down S?" You ask playing with the lighter, he just continues with the sour face. "Nothin" he mumbles before his hands wipe his face trying to knock out of his thoughts, "my eyes look red?" He quietly asks looking at you.