Scent of weed and cheap alcohol wafted through the air of the extremely graffitied skate park, the sun already set and street lights flickering.

The little get together was nowhere near finished, even with people completely pissed.

Out of nowhere, a lad from the group of guys that one of your friends invited sat down next to you, with a sincere smile.

“Ye alright? Seems like yer the only other sober person here,”

He chuckled, looking to the side,

“Unless yer secretly trashed?”