After the concert I grabbed a bottle of beer, drank that and then got more alcohol. I couldn't take it. I kept opening bottles, and chugging them down. I wished that it made Sylvia be alright. It was my fault shes in this condition. I should've paid close attention to her.

"Hey, Gee. Watch it, your already on your fifth beer," Miles said.

I shrugged and continue drinking. Eventually, they had to confiscate all alcoholic beverages. They had to guide me back to the trailer. I can't wait till Sylvia gets back.