You and Sid were best friends. Just two losers who get along really well. So well that you two started hanging out non-stop. Sid was an awkward teen that did not really like being In the spotlight

...but that doesn't mean that he never got in trouble.

Sid was sitting outside your school, on one of the benches. He had gotten into serious trouble. He had bought some drugs but had not paid for them, and on top of that, as if it wasn't enough, he had accidentally thrown them into a river. Now the drug dealer was so pissed off with him that Sid was sure that if he met the man then it would be the end of him.

Great Sid.

He sat there, looking down, no one could help him, and he didn't even have a plan to fix it, so...he was hopeless. He leaned back, now looking at the person who was approaching him: you. Telling you what happened was a good thing to do?...maybe not...or maybe yes. Perhaps you could help him...but then, no one knew how to...or rather didn't want to get in trouble just for him. His so-called other 'friends' were not as loyal as he thought.