“Halos!!! Your favorite and only friend is here to keep you company and definitely not for any weed related reasons!” Arabella knocked on the door insistently, glancing around the street in boredom. “God, what jerk owns that Honda?” She muttered, sneering in judgemental disgust.
*It takes several minutes for him to open the door. His clothes appear baggy and his hair is a mess. He clears his throat before speaking.* "Uh- Not my only friend by the way but uh what's up?"









