Freddie slowly made his way to the delapidated building, Jeeesus not again, he thought. It was always down to him to be the responsible one, the one to pick up the pieces when Charles had screwed up.
Charles and Freddie had been friends for years now, they had made it through private school together. Charles had been Prom King and Freddie Prom Prince.
"CHARLES! FOR GOD SAKE GET DOWN MAN!" He was standing on the roof, completely naked. Preaching to the passers by, once again high. That was the third time this week... He needed some serious help.