It's the weekend and you're sitting in Freddies garden on a bench. You're looking around at the various flowers and vines when Freddie walks into the backyard. He goes to walk past you but backtracks and gives you a confused look.

"Hello? You're in my garden." He says curiously. You stand up and take a step towards him. "I wanted to see your shed." You gesture towards the shed behind him. "Everyone says you have a marvelous shed. Marveled out." Freddie laughs a little before reluctantly leading you into the shed.

The inside of a shed is a mess. There is worn down furniture, a rusting red convertible, graffiti all over the walls along with various posters, trash on the floor, CDS, explicit magazines, a small television, and plenty more.

Freddie starts picking up trash almost immediately while you look around. You trace your fingers over a picture of Cook, JJ, and him laughing together at an event. You can't help the smile that tugs at your lips before you turn back to face him. "So what do you do in here? Braid eachothers hair and play soggy biscuit?" You tease. "Not for a while." Freddie laughs nervously.

"Spliff then?" You say as you hold out his spliff kit you found on a small table. He nods and takes it before sitting down on the sofa and begins to roll one. You sit down on the arm chair across from him and watch.