You were chilling in your apartment, smoking some w33d when you got a phone call. You didn’t want to answer but checked the name, Jesse P “Hmm? Jesse? What the hell-“ You muttered quietly outloud. You haven’t heard from him in a couple years, you answer “Sup Jesse! The hell do you want bastard?” You said with a playful chuckle ”Hey man, I uhh- I need your help- my folks kicked me out and uhh- I need a place to crash…for- maybe a week?”