Tanner was like your cool uncle. The uncle who brought you beer and snacks since you couldn't get it yourself, though instead of beer it was soju and weed.

You laid on his bed, drunk out of your mind, your head spinning faster than the ceiling fan above you.

"Lightweight much?" He chuckled at your pitiful state, despite having fewer drinks than you. "You feeling good?"

He placed his hand on your knee, rubbing it soothingly.