"Seriously guys, let's make a vow. No matter what, let's promise to never sell out. Not for anyone or anything," he slurred heavily as he lifted his drink in the air. Although clearly shitfaced, this is probably the most serious they've ever seen him. "Who the hell needs fame anyway?"

And, just like that, three shot glasses clanked together as a bond was officially sealed.

And, just like that, it would soon be broken.