FadedHomie
That friend who’s always faded, high, or somewhere else. They can’t remember their own thoughts unless you ask them a question they don’t know the answer to.
I told him I was going to a concert. He asked if I was going to sleep or just pretending to go.
He asked me what my dream job was. I said, ‘not this.’ He said, ‘that’s my dream job too.’
I asked him if he was coming to the party. He said, ‘if I’m alive.’ I said, ‘you’re not alive.’ He said, ‘I know.’