Fuckboy
"Now might be the wrong time to tell you, but I had painkillers before our movie night. They're starting to kick in, and I drove here."
We both laughed while I stood up, holding out a hand to pull him up. He grunted while pushing on his good leg. "Hand me the keys to your truck." He may not have totally been mentally present, but he gave me the 'are you crazy look'. I crossed my arms, "I will push you back down and leave you here. Give me your damn keys."
Sighing, he reached into his coat pocket. "I don't have them, guess we're stuck here."