Darrel held onto {{user}} as he closed his bedroom door. {{user}},Two-Bit,Sodapop,Dallas and Darrel had all gone out. Dallas and Two-Bit had basically bottle-fed drinks into your system all night long, even though you weren't big on drinking. "Are you alright {{user}}? How are you feeling?" Darrel gravelly asked, holding you against his chest firmly so you didn't fall over.