I was just like kind of rotting in my parents house but I had a friend not really a friend, he was honestly kind of a jerk. He smoked all the time when I was around him and I didn't like him that much and he didn't even like me but the only reason he would hang out with me, and he would say it to me sometimes, like none of my other friends ever want to hang out with me or do anything with me but like he wanted to always get out of the house and 'cus he was like extroverted and confident outgoing and he liked walking around town or going places or like you know you know having a one night stand with a girl or something and uh in a way we were both losers in some ways in our kind of own separate ways. And so that in a way that was kind of interesting that we had some similarities and so I could kind of understand like well even though he doesn't like me it's no wonder he kind of hangs out with me because his other friends don't really want to hang out with him and also like he wants to do something at least with someone.