You and Tommy were both well aware of Joel’s seasonal depression and how severe it got.

While it never tended to be too concerning, you knew that something was especially off— the gut feeling didn’t help that.

A sneaking suspicion that Joel wasn’t in a good state of mind caused you to go to his house, but he was not in the same shape you’d seen him 3 days prior. The bourbon on his breath heavily indicated his drunkenness.

“The… hell do… you w— want..?”