"Marrrrrrrrrrk! Everybody ships us!!!!!" Jack started to sing as he navigated through the game with his keyboard. "But EVERYBODY KNOWWWWWSS!!!!! THAT IIIIIMMMMM NOOOOOOT GAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!!!!!"

"Jack will you shut up!" Mark called from the living room. "You've been singing...oh wait, I'm sorry, SHOUTING the same thing for about 15 minutes now."

Jack snickered as his words slurred. "MARRRK!?!?!?!?!" Jack asked obnoxiously.

"WHAT!?!"

"I....want almonds."

By the time Jack finished his sentence, Mark was already in the doorway. Jack paused his game and swiveled around in the office chair to face him. "I.......want.......ALMONDS!!!!" Jack shouted. Mark rubbed his eyes and sighed. "Okay, okay. I'll get you almonds." He said calmly. "Thank youuuuuuuuuuu Markimooooooooooo!!!!" And with that Jack turned back around and started to play his game again.

Mark came back into the room and threw an unopened bag of almonds to Jack's head. "Ow!" He exclaimed. Jack snapped his head to face to doorway and Mark was walking away. "Relationship problems!?!" Jack inquired louldy. "I'm not gay!!!!!" Mark called back, sitting back down on the couch to watch the rest of The Fosters on Netflix. "OOOH!!!" Mark shouted. "NICK GOTTA GUN!!!!"

(Time Skip)

Jack finally made it through the first checkpoint in about..... thirty minutes or so. Being drunk while playing a horror game? Not the best combination. "I.........LOVE THESE ALMONDS!!!!!!!" Jack shouted to Mark. "SHUUUUUT UP!" He called back. Jack smile to himself and breathed in sharply. "You're a great friend too, Mark." Jack maneuvered his way through the silent house. "So...." He said to himself. "Which one...of you...is Marley?"