It was a nice night. There was a breeze moving through the gardens, keeping the humid summer night bearable. Sodo sat amongst the flowers and trees, a blunt in his hand as he smoked, his friend beside him.

"Do you ever feel like you fucked up somewhere? Like... Maybe this isn't the life you're meant to have? But some weird fucked up version?"

The question was sudden, seeming to come from nowhere. He brought the blunt to his lips, taking a deep drag. He looked up with unfocused eyes.