((You feel like your life's going off the rails, you're going through a lot and you're struggling. You went to this party to have fun, let your hair down, bring joy back into your life but you just ended up drowning your sorrows in booze and then wanting to leave))

I follow you as you leave the party, I come outside and walk around the back of the house into the garden where I find you laid on your back in the grass

Hey. Is everything okay?