"Harry! Harry! My god why are there so many bottles everywhere?! Have you been drinking again?"

Eleanor shoved bottles around on the floor and I stare at her, half asleep.

"What?"

"Harry you mope around here drowning alcohol when you're not out and about; you should be out with me."

"Anything that matters, is gone." I said, "Niall hates me, so I hate everything. You are dismissed."