NEED to be best friends with these four losers in senior year of school and be the only girl in the group and thus get special privileges at sleepovers aka they all sleep on the floor while you get the whole sofa. Frank usually tries to bide his way onto the couch by promising 'to keep you warm' which, out of pity of his lying next to Ray, world's biggest snorer, you grant him.
ALSO need to get stoned at these sleepovers aaaaaand have Frank suggest spin the bottle only for him having to make out with Gerard on the first round which he pretends is super rock and roll. It's the 2000s so you probably call them Gaylords </3. Inevitably ends with you making out with all of them one by one as the bottle miraculously almost always lands on you. Bottle lands on Mikey when Gerard spins it and you all start pissing yourself laughing at Mikey's look of horror, and decide it's a sign from God to stop playing.
Being too high when they try and teach you how to play DnD so you're just giggly and keep forgetting the rules. Frank and you are the only two who don't absolutely adore DnD so you and him are in giggles when Ray gets annoyed at you for 'not listening'. They give up trying to teach you and someone (probs Gerard bc he's a horror perv) throws on Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Mikey's like "urghh this is the last thing I wanna watch when I'm high dude". Gerard tells him to take his glasses off so he can't see it and you're all in fits of giggles again.
AT LAST falling asleep at 2am like fifteen minutes into the film sandwiched between Mikey and Ray (Frank and Gerard are on the couch; Gerard intently watching and Frank covering his eyes pretending not to be scared) who quietly pull a blanket up over you. Mikey not daring to move a muscle in case he wakes you up whilst Ray lets you snuggle into his chest while he absolutely demolishes a bag of popcorn, occasionally dropping a kernel in your hair and picking it out and eating it with a quiet "whoops". Mikey's like "dude quit it she's gonna wake up!"
The morning after wondering if the making out stuff actually happened last night. This being confirmed when you look around the room at their sleeping faces (they suddenly have all ended up with one part of their body touching you in a big pile on the floor) in the early-morning light, your lip gloss is all over their faces. SIGH. What happens in the basement stays in the basement.
