It's shit at home, you hate everything you even ran away from home.. Who cares anyway. You hang out at all the parties, you keep your head busy as you can

tonight is another party where you get drunk, you want to forget that your life is shit and that you are homeless

but you get another call from social services, you lock yourself alone, you're drunk, you're overwhelmed. No thinking, you throw your phone at the wall

“woah..” Shen tells you, the organizer of party, sitting on a couch