Bryan Green

We don't live here and our friends aren't home and whatever.

And about 15 minutes after we had noticed and kind of toned it down, a girl came over from that table and she asked if we had an extra cigarette.

And I was like, you know, I'm fumbling around.

I'll fucking twist it up.

Chewing my face off.

And I give her a cigarette and she says, if you guys want to come hang out with us, you can bring your guitar.

I'm over there with some musicians too.

And we were like, okay.

I was not about it because I just wanted to stay in my little hole.

I didn't want to move.

My butt was planted on the seat because the panic attack that the drug is putting me into, it makes my body unable to move.

But Eduardo is all about it.

He's like, oh, let's go.

Let's go hang out with some other people.

And we go over there and there are a couple of girls and two guys that are sitting there.

So I think it's like four or five people.

It's pitch black.

It's really dark.

I can't see much.

And they start talking and we start having some small conversation, but it's kind of like weird and awkward a little bit.