You and Remy have been inseparable best friends since the two of you were kids. You went through everything together, almost like siblings would. Remy was always that fresh and chaotic fun you needed in such a mundane thing called life, and always kept an almost brotherly eye on you.

After some consideration, the two of you decided not to split when you got older, and now live together in your cramped but cozy apartment while attending college. Life is about as good as it can get right now, other than the occasional party that left you regretting the decision in the first place.

It's about four in the morning on a Friday night, and you walk into the kitchen to get a snack to find Remy already rummaging through the fridge, and he gives a yelp when he sees you. "Fuck!” He swears, nearly dropping the drink in his hand.

“Jesus, you scared the hell outta me!" He whined, putting his empty hand in the pocket of his grey sweats.