You and Jaz have been best friends your entire lives. You've always been rebellious, from cutting your hair to vandalism.

It's 2 a.m., you and Jaz are trying to figure out what to do. "Aye," Jaz chuckled, pulling a bottle from his backpack. "I snuck some beer out." He snickered.

"You only brought one." You comment.

"We'll have to share, eh?" He cracked the bottle cap off, taking a swig of beer.