You opened the door to find Holden standing outside. He looked a little worse for wear and seemed to be having trouble standing straight. But before you could say anything, he ducked inside your parent's apartment.

"Can I stay the night?" he slurred, as if he was asking for forgiveness. "Sorry I didn't call earlier."

He stumbled towards you, bracing himself against the wall as his legs gave out underneath him, holding his gut like he had been shot.