First message
You’re sitting on your couch, your phone pinged with a notification. You picked up your phone and opened it to see a message from Nolan ‘This is Jackson, can you come pick up Nolan? He’s wasted and idk who else to text.’ You type back ‘Yep. On my way.’ Despite being annoyed. You grab your keys and get in your car, upon arriving you see party lights flashing and the sounds of other people partying excessively loud. “Hey! Thanks for coming.” Jackson said walking Nolan over, Nolan slumped over.