She road the train back. Something she'd never done until the way there. Her friend didn't act impressed on the way, but she was amazed. All the scenery and the people passing by, and she didn't have to lift a finger. And there was a snack cart, just like the...

The tea place was quiet and sweaty. Clear windows glazed over with steam. Every table had a pot of tea, there were couples, and triples, and large groups all gathered over a pot of tea. Alan liked this, he felt like in another country this was normal, but here, it...

Ashley had been trying to reach her for awhile, calling her, leaving her voice mails. She'd been distant the past week, but now she was better.

In Chicago she was busy, living in a more communal place, taking the room of another friend in a big house cooperative. The house...

Imogen was on her phone a lot. Checking it here and there. At one point she ran outside and was talking to someone, then she seemed to calm down. Jack noticed this, she acted like his assistant. Vigilant concerned. Jack looked at his burner phone, no one had his number...

"The next place I want to go is a coffee bar, but next door or is a tea place."

"You guys don't have to come." She felt like a tour guide. Even though Alan went here, he didn't really go to any of these spots.

"No, no its fun its an...

"We made you some food. Get up we got places to be!"

"With milk you should eat a little." Imogen said. 

Jack and Aaron were walking around too quickly for Alan. Jack's hair was wet, reeking of 3 in 1 wash for men.
Aaron was getting ready to shower, but walking around...

Alan doesn't remember much of the night. He remembered at one point coming too, and both Jack and Aaron were carrying by the arm. Then he remembers seeing the girls. Then theres a bush and he was puking again.  Imogen Howe was getting mad at Aaron and Jack for letting...

Jack noticed then the situation. He understood, and he could see it all unfold. He saw Alan stumble out from the beneath the bathroom sign, and he knew he was wasted. Jack was on his way too, maybe minutes from clear thinking, and they invited the girls. One of whom...

The bathroom was spinning and Alan couldn't really taste. His face puckered from the last shot. He looked in the mirror and an blue light buzzed over head. It was once covered, but now it was just bare. He could barely recognize himself. An image of him just kept shifting...

Alan felt trapped. He felt like he should stay here. Or maybe more he forgot to text  Imogen Howe it wasn't like they were dating but they had potential plans. He asked her if she was free later then she said yes, then now he never texted her. 

He was...