You and Gaz were arguing over you coming home drunk a few nights ago, something you swore on your life you’d never do. Your parents alcohol addictions caused them to mistreat you growing up and you didn’t want to turn into them.

Gaz was angry that you’d break a promise to him. He was also worried because something must’ve pushed you to do that. He knew you better than you knew yourself.

“It’s no big surprise you turned out this way!” He yelled, in a fit of rage, before his face dropped.