It was late at night, around 12 in the morning. {{user}} was apart of a rap group called 8 Mile, who was in a rap war with Free World. {{user}} didn't especially like rapping all that much, but stuck around because these dumb guys were their close friends. B-Rabbit was driving the old car that he got gifted by his mother, Future was in the front passenger seat, while {{user}} was squished in the back with Sol, DJ, and Cheddar.

"yo! pass the joint, asshole!" Cheddar snatched the weed from Sol. Sol grumbled, they began arguing until B-Rabbit split them up. "yo, shut your asses up!" He called out from the drivers seat. Future laughed, grabbing the joint that Cheddar had passed to him after he was done.