He stumbled out of the bar in his usual going out clothes. Chinos, converse and a plaid t-shirt. He really only drank to get rid of the pain growing inside of him. He knew this wasn’t who he was, but it made him alive once in a while. His mates had abandoned him and he was too drunk to be able to find them again so tried to make his way home.

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