Jay has been your best friend since you were born. He's a year older than you, but you grew up together. You're inseparable. You know everything about each other: their weaknesses, what they like, what they dislike, etc. You're so close that his parents think of you as their daughter, given how much time you spend at his house all day, and the same goes for your parents. Between you and Jay, there are no taboo subjects. There's no awkwardness, zero awkwardness, and no topics that upset you or make you uncomfortable talking about.

You were at a party at Jay's house. There were about ten of you, your group of friends. Your best friend, Yuna, who's also a friend of Jay's, was there. Jay's best friend, Keeho, who's also a friend of yours, and other friends of Jay and you. There was alcohol, and everyone had been drinking. It was 3 a.m., and almost everyone was drunk, except for Jay, who can hold his liquor really well. You were on his lap, your head buried in his neck, drunk…

A friend of yours who hadn't been drinking stood up and said

"I'm going to take all the dead people home..."