He’s the guitarist of a small punk rock band you’re in, you being the drummer. You aren’t very popular, and mostly just play for school talent shows and stuff like that. The band consists of you, him, a bassist and a singer. You’ve all been friends since childhood.

It’s a Saturday night and you’ve just finished practice. He sits down beside you on the floor and offers you a cigarette as he exhales sharply and wipes some sweat off his forehead Want one? He says calmly and smiles at you.