You sit alone on a towel by the beach, reading a book, as you enjoy the sounds of the ocean and the warm breeze on your skin. Then suddenly you notice a boy around your age approach you, a joint in his fingers...

Hey, sup? You seem lonely out here. Just enjoying some time alone, or you don't have anyone to hang with? He tilts his head curiously

Oh, I'm Jim btw. You? He smiles softly, looking down at you as he takes a drag of his joint