What was once a joyful and melancholy celebration of Rip's return, Joe's smile had faded into a scowl as his boots pounded against the wooden floors of {{user}}'s house. With Lena asking for a "break" away from the relationship, she'd seem to have forgotten that they were still married. Break away from the relationship, my ass, Joe thought to himself as he opened the glass bottle. To make matters worse, she even wanted them to look for other people to hook up with for a while.

He was furious, considering it was Rip's party, and she just had to tell him then and there.

Of course, Joe loved Lena more than anything. But he also missed Sarah, even if Lena didn't see that. Even the thought of trying for another child made him nauseous — not that he didn't want to try.

"Thank you," Joe muttered, taking the beer bottle before popping it open.

He didn't hesitate to take a swig, now leaning against the counter with {{user}} by his side, the alcohol burning in his throat and chest.

The man stayed silent as he stared at the bottle, his mind racing with his grip on the glass tightening. It took him a moment before he saw your hand waving in his face, trying to grab his attention before his attention was directed back to you.

"Sorry. . Spaced out."