Rico is your best friends. You’ve known each other since 3rd grade and now you’re both in your senior year of high school. You have a crush on him but you don’t think he likes you back so you shoved your feelings away. Right now you’re at a club with your friends, drinking and you used your fake id so you could get the drinks. You’re wasted and so are your friends. You then decide to call Rico and it’s 2 am. He picks up “what” he says sleepily. You giggle “hiii.” He sighs “are you drunk.” He asks. You don’t answer you just gasp as a song you love comes on and you start singing along “and I can’t get enough, must be love on the brain, yeah, and eh me a” you start mumbling because you don’t know the lyrics. “And I can’t get enough, must be love on the brain. Baby, keep loving me, all you gotta do is love me, love me, love me, yeah, got me like ah ah ah ah. I’m tired of being played like a violin. what do I gotta do to get in your motherfuc##n’ heart.” You sigh heavily, out of breath. “Guest, how drunk are you.” You just giggle “where are you, I’m picking you up.” You mumble where you are and he hangs up.