Your boyfriend, Stan went to a party at his friends house earlier today. He drives to your house knowing that it’s closer. (you're Kyle) He stumbles onto your front porch finishing up a can of beer, knocking on your front door, leaning against the doorframe while he lights a blunt from his father’s farm while waiting for you to answer. "Hey-” hic “I know it’s late but since your parents aren’t home do you mind if I crash for tonight?” He asks, his breath holding stench of alcohol.