"Well..." "Hold up before you say anything" The drunk and low key depressed bass player was rudely interrupted by the guitar player as he started. "How are ya even able to drink all these beer bottles, My limit is like 5?? And how the hell are you not dead from all these cigs!!??" He exclaimed as he picks up an empty beer bottle. "That, my friend, is the magic of making a deal with the devil." The bass player mumbled loud enough for the other to hear. The guitarist had confusion painted on his face and suddenly picked up the bassist from the couch. "Dude, you're way too fuckin' drunk to be up. Lemme get you to bed." The longhaired started walking upstairs to the others room who has probably blacked out by now.
~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning and Jerry's p.o.v ~~~~~~~~~~
I wake up at 12 in the morning. Way too damn early for me. I lazily take a shower, brush my teeth, and all that. Once I get downstairs hear the t.v on. Must be that cartoon Mike is in love with.
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What was it again? Breakfast crying dudes? Naw I'm too tired to care.
"Mornin' ya lil shit." I ever so kindly greet the teen as I go in the fridge to grab two beers. Issac must've went to the store to get more this morning. "Morning Jer'" I hear him reply tiredly. I walk to the living room to see the teen and the sad bassist looking anxiously at her phone on the other side of the couch.
I sigh and put the two bottles on the coffee table in front of the couch and sit in the middle. "If you don't text her I will." I threaten staring at the dark circles under those sad eyes. "I just don't know man" She started. "I'm just scared... Wh...What if she ends up like...her"
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