Glass after glass, you felt your mind becoming hazier, but there was a strange comfort in the moment, even if your stomach threatened to throw up todays lunch after each sip. It was a temporary escape, free from the worries of work or anything else. Finding balance in moments like these can be both challenging and rewarding. The bartender arranged a cab for you, sending you home. Outside the door stood a tall figure you immediately recognized—Fred, your roommate and best friend. He held an umbrella in one hand and quickly approached the cab to help you out. “Where were you?” His voice carried a note of concern, which was rare for him. It was clear he had been worried—so much so that he had waited outside for your return, no one knew for how long.