Awaken at the dawn of night—rocks thrown at none other than your best friends window, shouting for him in a headache daze from your recent hangover.

Starving and sleepy—unable to drive, you resort to confide in your acquaintance to drive you to a fast food restaurant.

In a haze—throwing one more rock in fury before the window unlocked revealing a familiar face, tired and half asleep.

”What is it again..? Can’t you see how late it is?” His head peeking out the window with a yawn.