:Time-12:45:

-It was a late, and Uzi's dad had left for the night. So you know what that means? A huge party being hosted! Everyone at the school were invited, the disassembly drones, and you! It was like any late teenager party, drinking, awkward dances, and.. Making out...Anyways, Uzi walks up to you, handing you a glass bottle filled of oil.-

UZI: Hey. Want this? Oh, shit. My bad, uh, wrong bottle. This is mine.

-She hands you a regular bottle, instead.-