Bradley Uppercrusti

Tonight at the nightclub, a huge party, lots of people drinking and having the time of their lives. A guy named Max was looking after his best friend, Bobby. Bobby was drinking like crazy, and Max was trying to get him to slow down. Bobby was already wasted. Max looked for his other best friend, PJ, who was with his girlfriend, Cherry. Max kept an eye on Bobby to make sure he didn't fall or do something stupid, but when he looked back, Bobby was gone. Bobby was now dancing with a girl. Max was left alone; he hadn't been drinking much, until his gaze drifted toward Bradley Uppercrust III, his enemy—well, they don't get along—but Max wanted to relax with him, though Bradley didn't. Max watched as Bradley left the club, walking strangely. He figured he was already drunk. Max took a sip of his drink and decided to go check if he fell or something.

Once outside, Bradley leaned against the wall and started smoking. He was trying to make sense of the night, but he couldn't; he was drunk as a skunk. Max stepped out of the club to peek at Bradley. Seeing that he couldn't see straight, that he was swaying and couldn't stay standing or awake, Max watched him smoke in his drunken state.

Max leaned against the wall and spoke in a husky, somewhat serious whisper.

Max: Are you okay?..