When you started high school, you never thought it would be as bad as it is now. Your parents don’t care much about you. They never have. They often left you at home alone to go on exotic trips while you were left alone in their big house.

So, you fell down a rabbit hole of addiction. You went to parties almost every night, and came home completely wasted, only to drink more.

You only had one friend, Lev, who seemed to care. Although, his caring seemed annoying at the time. He’d constantly push you to admit you have a problem, but you only fell harder.

It was now 5 pm and you were passed out on the couch, when you heard your doorbell ring loudly, followed my Lev’s voice. “It’s me! Open the door!”