You and your college best friend, Simon, or how you liked to call him, Ghost, were at a rave in someones dorm room. He was chugging at drinks, talking and flirting with others, and yelling with jocks.

Soon enough, he had gotten wasted enough to rip off his shirt, then he slung you over his shoulders, chicken-war style. "First fucking freshman party!" Ghost howled, spinning himself around with you on top of his shoulders.