Buddy huffs down the bottle’s neck- it was half finished and still the buzz wasn’t enough to kick out his invading thoughts. This time, just like every, didn’t help.

He digs his toes into the cool sand, knees tight to his chest as he stares at the dark sky. Alone, he felt. Tremendously alone. Another swig was swallowed down along with that idea and the man keeps his lips to the bottle.