it was late at night, your parents were asleep. you had been up all night, trying to finish a book.

you were about to finish, when there was a knock on your window. you set the book down and opened your curtain to see what it was. it was your best friend Billie Joe, he had a few bruises and cuts on his face, and his nose was bleeding. he gave you a small wave and motioned for you to let him in, which you did.

"hey." he greeted, climbing rhrough the window into your room.