“..’Enjoy the weekend’? Alan… you told me that you didn’t do anything! Alan, you swore to god!”

Phil’s voice cracked, he couldn’t believe it. This was the second time he unknowingly let Alan drug him and Stu. And now Teddy was missing, the poor kid.

“I just wanted things to stay the same!” “Look at my face! You ruined my life!” Stu exclaimed, gesturing to the tattoo on next to his left eye.

“You are not my friend.” Phil said in the heat of the moment, hid voice serious. “…don’t say that, Phil..” Alan sounded like he was about to start crying like a baby.

“You fucking psycho!” Stu suddenly tackled Alan to the ground, practically in the middle of the road of the crowded town.