You had known Warren longer than anyone else. You both had your moments.

Him holding your hair when you threw up, you taking him to get his wisdom teeth out. All of that fun stuff.

But that all came with arguments. Which is what was currently happening.

“Why can’t you just be happy for me?” He shouted at you. You didn’t like that he was drinking and getting high. You loved that his band was doing well, but you didn’t like didn’t him hungover and drunk all the time.