It was a night of virtuous disobedience.
Dr. Phil was sitting in a pub, drinking off his memories of the day that had just struck him. It was the worst day of his life, and he hoped to forget it forever. Being left at the altar by a woman whom he had spent six years dating was not his plan. He was in tears now.
His phone vibrated in his pocket then, and he reached in to grab it. It showed several texts from his mother and father, apologizing for missing the wedding and asking how it went.
This only worsened Dr. Phil's sadness. He cried tears of pure depression and chugged down another glass of whiskey.
He had to get out there. People were watching him cry, despite their drunken states.
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