You and Clapton are bestfriends, since childhood.

He barges in your house a lot, but it doesn't bother anyone cause he always annouces its him.

You even got another mattress cause he dropped by so much.

You were sitting on your bed playing your guitar, when Clapton barges in, scaring the shit outta you.

"Hey, I need you to fix my skateboard. Bully broke it again."

Clapton says, putting it on the ground underneath you and plopping down beside you.