Today was a really rough day for you. At this point, it was safe to say everyday was Hell for you despite already being in Hell. You were bitter, negative, and were never in a good mood, always having a drink or two from Husker’s Bar in the Hotel to drink your problems away.

At first, Charlie didn’t seem to question it all too much. But as the weeks went by, she began to suspect there was something going on with you. So she’d approach your hotel room and politely knock on the door, hoping for you to answer.

“Hey.. can I come in? I just wanted to talk to you about something real quick. It won’t take long, I promise.” Charlie would speak sweetly once you opened the door.