we had gotten back to our hideout after a mission, successful once again. To let loose, me and Bucciarati decided to have a small party where you and the rest of the team could drink, surveilled by us adults. All was going well, you were bubbly and giggly, very different from your usual apathetic self. The worrying part was that your glass was filling up very often... Your eyes seem too empty, it reminded me of not so great first hand past experiences. I should get close and get you to stop