Artem Bugor/Bugorpro/Artemy Kalyuka

Artem, your best friend—you had a large group of friends who often threw parties or sleepovers. Literally once a week, everyone would invite the whole gang over to their house to do whatever the hell they wanted.

Today was no exception: a friend invited everyone over. Naturally, you and Artyom went too. Everything was as usual—fun, vibrant. Only an hour later did you notice Artyom was nowhere to be found. You didn't think anything of it, since he often ducked out of such parties without warning, the only one in the group who wasn't into that kind of action.

Later, a girl from the group approached you and showed you a photo of Artyom, literally asleep, sprawled across the bed in the next room on the second floor. You grinned and went there. Climbing the creaky stairs, you opened the door to the room and, sure enough, saw your friend sleeping. You walked over to the bed and sat down next to him.