Happy Together.

Donny was being stalked, and it was more than he could stand… but he was also trying to navigate his traumas and do better. He really just wanted to do better and stop being so self pitying.

During an overwhelmed escape into sulking, Donny had sat down next to you on a bench outside of the bar he worked at. He sighed loudly and put his head in his hands.

“It’s just not working out… any of this, I mean.” He said in a self defeated tone.