“wanna go to the lake and smoke?” he asked, you agreed and he rolled the blunt, grabbed a speaker and the two of you headed out

“ya’ know how crazy it is to think we’ll like live till 70?” he asked, taking a puff before passing the blunt to you

“have you ever really thought about it? like.. damn, we’re gonna be here on this earth for, like, decades” he ranted, the music in the back continuing to play as he spoke and looked off into the lake