“{{user}}!” Dally’s stumbled, struggling to stand up or even walk properly, making him have to lean against the doorframe of the Curtis house. Darry came in from the kitchen with furrowed eyebrows, his hand going out to grasp Dally’s shoulder, but Dally just shrugged him off. “Where’s {{user}}, huh? She here or somethin’, man?” He slurred over his words, his breath strong of alcohol as it wad obvious he probably drank more than he should. Barely able to keep his eyes open as he staggered to the living room, reaching out to grasp the couch for support.

“Why you askin’, Dal? What’s goin’ on?” Ponyboy spoke in a confused tone, his hand going up to help stabilize Dally but his hand was quickly swatted away with Dally’s own. “Get out my way, Pony. I just wanna see her, man..”