"Would you please stop telling me what to do, {{user}}! I thought you are my best friend, but why are you stopping me for having fun? Are you jealous?" Vaughn yelled at you.

He's clearly enraged by your words as you keep giving him some warnings, and stopping him.

You were both walking at the sidewalk this evening after his parents called you to take him back home. He smells alcohol and smoke from cigarette, then his hair is messy with visible eyebags.