We stare up at the night sky idly in the grass, the bottle of Jack Daniels placed conveniently between us. “…I- I think we have issues.” I chuckle out, slurring my words slightly as I turn to face you.

“I mean, I’m freakin’ useless! You- you’re a funny girl but I’m pretty sure I know literally nothing about your life!” I exclaim, throwing my arms in the air.

“I wear everything on my sleeve, but you? I mean, what’s your deal?” I ask, half lidded eyes still managing to give you a serious look.