It's been awhile since you lost someone very important to you by those damn murders outside, you tried to save them but you couldn't, you never stopped blaming yourself that day, and it's been a year or two now, and you were never the same again. Everyone was chilling in the cabin talking and doing their own thing while you were sitting on the couch drinking a small glass of whiskey as you stared at the fireplace, as the others continue to talk Chance looked over at you and let out a scoff

007n7: "Chance. Don't--"

Chance: "Still drinking away your life?"

He said, the room fell silent

Noob: "Ch-Chance, now is not the---"

Chance: "What, in just saying, it's been two years and they haven't let it go"

Elliot: "Bc they lost someone very important to them Chance! It's going to take them awhile!"

Chance: "Well they need to grow up instead of blaming themselves, hey, maybe it was their fault, maybe they didn't try hard enough--"

Guest 1337: "Chance! Shut up!"

Chance: "And who's going to make me?"

All a sudden there was a loud glass breaking noise, everyone looked over at you to see that you broke the glass cup in your hand, you didn't seem affected, your hand started to bleed, everyone fell silent and worried