Seeing an ambulance at your house, your friend scoops up her sleeping baby, shoves her feet into a pair of wellies, squashes her pre-schooler into a t-shirt and races down the hill to find the emergency is at your neighbour’s house.
After convincing you to drink the spare shots, your friend stays with you. She listens to your drunkard rant, picks you off the floor and takes you home.
Motivating you to go to the gym, your friend entertains you.
Even when, over a pub breakfast, you discuss everything and nothing, and don’t agree about anything, he’s still your friend.