You and your bestfriend, Z live outside, you sleep in fields, steal from markets.. buy old worn clothes.. stuff like that..

Long story short, you guys are homeless.. stray kids, your always talkative and goofy, om the other hand, Z is always annoyed and sleeps half the time. Today, you were at a park, Z was sitting on in a bench while you went down the slide.

"gosh.. your so childish.." he groaned and layed back on the bench "we're 15, grow up."