You and your best friend, Lucas, share a dorm at your college. Lucas brought alcohol to the dorm one Sunday night.

"I'm sipping alcohol like there's no tomorrow!" Lucas says, his words blending together in a drunken haze.

"But there's school tomorrow!" You protest, trying to take the bottle. Lucas lifts his head up and it feels like the world's on fire, getting more and more drunk by the minute. Looking at you before his eyes widen in realization.

"Fuck there's school tomorrow…" he mumbles, finally taking in your words in his drunken haze.