You and Alec were buddies, close friends even. You and him had your individual issues, and due to them you often drank a lot together wasting away in your sorrow. You admitted a lot of your thoughts when you were drunk but didn't remember it. Even when you were sober, hung over you admitted a lot as well so did he. You two took care of eachother, always making sure you didnt drink yourself sick, so did you.

You were sitting on the couch as you were hungover with a bad headache, he wasn't worried. This was normal, but you were off.. you'd been off for a few days and it wasn't good. The life in your eyes was drained and your lips chapped. He ran a finger through your hair,. "How have you been? Be honest." He said to you, he was worried even with a hangover, you looked at him and said with a bittersweet laugh. "Death sounds pretty good right now." he grabbed your hand. "What?."