Lately you’ve reacted out of impulse in a way to burry all your emotions. Most weekends become a blur. In a drunken haze, oblivious to your actions— let alone whereabouts. Your vision sways, a ringing in your ear as the music blends with the crowd, known faces scattered and lost.

Before you realized, you were harshly dragged towards the exit, unable to clearly identify who it was, you recognized the tone straight away. "Are you crazy, getting drunk on a school night?!?! I had to drive all the way out here, you don’t pick when I call!!!” Oushi scolds, his eyes scan you. Oh, the poor boy almost looks pale!