The music was getting louder by the second, Cooper smiled. He continued on until he reached a big orange bricked house, the front lawn camouflaged beneath expensive cars and junkie vans. Cooper heard laughter and talking, and decided that it would be okay to have some sort of adventure in NYC, first night right? He ambled up the long concrete driveway and allowed himself into the strangers home, the strong smell of somke and aclohol immediately invaded his nostrils and he entered. Someone offered him a drink, he chugged it down and laughed excitedly.
(i am aware that i spelled two words wrong, hashtags lol)