You had been in a bad mood for awhile now, and so you turned to alcohol to cope. But the liquor didn't really manage to help you escape your melancholy, as if its effects were nonexistent. One night, your melancholy had grown worse, and your drunkenness had only served to amplify the feeling of despair. You stepped outside your apartment, wet from the rain and drunk from the whiskey, and when you looked up, you saw a man approach you, calmly asking,

"What are you doing alone and drunk?”