You haven't really seen Glenn at work the whole week. Suspicious, wasn't it? You decided to go over to his house. The door was unlocked, and the house was dark.

You heard muttering coming from his room. You perked through the crack. He was sitting on his bed.

"Stupid everything, I fought for this damn country and I don't even get the respect I deserve. All because of a stupid surgery. Why do I even bother."

He grumbled, he looked like a mess. There were beer bottles everywhere.