He had to stop now at a gas station. This was point where the drive back from Ann Arbor, met up with how he took from home.  He always stopped here, whatever way he was coming. 

He still brought his phone in the gas station, a memory of it or...

He tried knocking at his brothers door. His phone was dead, and probably his brothers as well. The second part of the hangover anxiety had settled over him. He wanted to talk about it with someone. 

He wanted to go back, or charge his phone so he could explain to...

A strange feeling started in his stomach and worked its way to his brain. He awoke startled not in his bed or at his brothers house. The arm of someone over his chest. He was going to be sick. This happened usually after a night out. One time, then he...

Through his door he passed by Laylas more shoes than normal.

"Were they still going?" 

He counted only an extra pair. The anger he had the night before was less so. It was her life he thought, if she wants to be with that MSU loser it was fine. 

He went...

Pat knew his hand. He'd been out before in groups like this. He knew how to pull strings, and he was also one of the only people sober enough to figure out what was going on. 

Jack, alone could go home with his brother, with someone like Layla, the only...

If it was under any sort of light she'd have seen him blush. He instantly became aware of how cold the metal railing they were leaning on was. His mind wished she was Layla, but another part of him was drawn to Charlene, he had lit her cigarette off his.

They...

To celebrate they'd all go to the bar. The bar had a band usually Saturday night it wasn't good, but it wasn't bad. It was made up of retirees or possibly some were still working, who did covers of old songs. 

If their dad was there, he'd be in the...

Jack acted quickly these episodes a common place in his childhood. Pat always came back they said. He cleared the chips from his mouth and made sure he was breathing. This all happened in seconds. It was something that he’d practiced many times. His whole house did when they were...

Layla and this guy were hitting it off. Patrick hated this, not that he was into her. He liked men if he was honest, but to most people he was bi. This left all the possibilities open in peoples minds. 

He liked Layla and his time so and he was...

“I got enemies got a lot of enemies got a lot of people trying drain me of this everyday.”

A man read out in quiet voice to the room.

It was a Friday and while most people were getting drunk Patirck was creating. 

It wasn’t his lines but he was saying them...