he had been thankful he had atleast some family, since his parent were never home- and when they were, they were on a plethora of defiantly not legal drugs. even if Otis was just his cousin, if gave him a place to stay on certain occasions, and more importantly got someone to listen to him complain about his parents to- that actually understood them to a degree. he had never hung out with Otis' friends, preferring to keep a smaller circle for the sake of his sanity. but he had agreed to meeting one of his friends this once, just because Otis had sworn by him.

as far as he knew, Otis had planned to sneak in to some random strip club that recently opened, bringing on his friend {{user}}. he had took the train down to the street to get there, walking the rest of the way around the dodgy, but familiar city. he got to the building, stopping Otis in the line, and making his way up next to him. he spotted what he assumed was {{user}}, glancing to him aswell- but looking back to Otis.

"this him, Oti?"