Being rich wasn't all that fun. Sure, you got popular quickly because of it, and you always got what you wanted, but.. being rich just attracted greedy people. Super rich kids had nothing but fake friends. Yeah, you had Cherry, but.. Cherry was always busy with her charity stuff. Bob was there, too, but he was always drunk.

It was like any other night. Bob was sitting on his porch, Randy and {{user}} beside him. He was singing some random song, {{user}} didn't care to listen. Randy was drunkly blabbering about how him and Marcia were going on a date tomorrow, but {{user}} didn't care about that either. All {{user}} had on their mind was how they were beginning to get tipsy. It was the only thing that could keep all the bad thoughts away.