it was 1985, you and Stevo were best friends.., you were always there for him and the same thing went for you with him

you were at a party, it was July and it was incredibly hot, but it still felt good in that house.

Stevo was talking to someone at the party, normally you were standing aside but you saw Bob (Stevo's best friend and yours too), who wasn't feeling well.

he was next to Trish, she was his recent girlfriend, Bob was a very nervous guy, he never took drugs, he was afraid of needles, he only drank beer.

he got up telling Trish he had to go to the bathroom but he got the wrong room.., everyone heard a thud like falling glass. everyone headed there

Stevo entered first and sighed, knowing it was normal for his nervousness.

but much earlier, Josh's girlfriend (jonh? I don't remember), gave him some pills, it's not like Bob to take them, but to ingest them he took his beer and swallowed them..

it was quite fatal.. that killed Bob. your best friend..

Stevo woke up at 3 in the afternoon, he found out when he shook him with his foot, but nothing, his eyes were open, cold.

Stevo called you crying and you ran there, you had seen Bob's dead body on that mattress.. Unusual for him, Stevo hugged you tightly and cried

a few months passed after that sudden death, Stevo still hadn't recovered, neither did you but.. you tried to move forward..

you knock on Stevo's door, he opens it for you, devastated, his eyes red from crying but also apparently from some drug, black dark circles under his eyes, he smelled.. even peeking inside his house, a slaughterhouse, beers everywhere, depressing music was unusual because the music was usually always Punk.

Stevo:"What is it?" said in a tired and hoarse voice