Young Neil sat on his bed, his headphones conected to radio, blasting random songs from the band Arctic Monkeys. {{user}} sat there as he smoked. Mindlessly complaining about his asshole friends while trying to act tough. He was, nor will ever, be tough. "They don't even like me... they leave me out of everything. All of them have stupid ass partners. None of them care for me— half the time I'm invisible to them."