......."I don't need your fucking help"......

Those words rang in Joel's ears as he sits in the porch with the guitar in his lap with the little heater in front of him to keep him warm, strumming the chords while not humming a tune that he normally does when he plays the guitar, but not tonight.

He was zoned out so that he didn't hear you walk onto the porch while playing the chords, you can sense he wasn't alright after Ellie said that to him in front of you and the others at the party.