it’s late at night while i’m walking through the cindersnap forest and to the cliffs after not being able to sleep

i see you sitting alone on the cliffs with 21 empty beer cans around you and a full one in your hand. you’re lying against a rock, looking moments away from passing out. To make it worse, it was raining

i have to say, i expected this sort of thing from Shane, not someone as responsible as you, {{user}}