EPISODE 1

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BLAKE'S POV

Hi,I'm Blake .I guess you're wondering "who followed a boy?". Well,I did.

It was winter in New York two years ago when every thing ended and began at a bar.

It was Christmas and I happen to be spending this joyous day at a bar.

You must be wondering why I would celebrate Christmas at a bar and not with my family.
Well, I have no family to celebrate  with neither do I have friends.

But I have one person who is my only friend slash brother slash father ,he is a decade older than I am and I'm twenty four.

At a bar across my apartment which I usually visit every Friday night after a hard day's work,I sat with a glass of vodka in my hands and just sipping on it .

I usually just sip to relax not to get drunk.
Guess what my alcohol tolerance if rated on a scale of 1 to 10 it will definitely be 1.

You may ask" then why are drinking?",but no I'm not drinking I'm just sipping.

As I sipped,my friend walked in the bar,remember my only friend I told you about,yes,Steve.

We had plans an hour later but i decided to come an hour early.

I didn't know him as an hour early person but the complete opposite.

I called out his name,since he was going to sit elsewhere.

He was surprised since he didn't expect to see there but he was also glad i was.

He sat yet said nothing to me ,he called "waiter a bottle of whisky" ,  " A bottle?" I questioned, he asked "I thought we had plans an hour later?".

He looked nor sounded like his usual self , then i said " you're no early-come yourself ".

He tried to smile but I could tell something was off so I asked. 

  " Are you okay?" ,he replied "I was home hours late from work expecting Michelle to be long home,but to my surprise she wasn't.

As i tried calling  her I saw a voice message she sent about an hour ago, informing me that she was working late and something about work emergency.

So i decided to prepare her favourite late snack and go to her. upon arrival,i was astonished at what I saw "," what did you see" I interrupted.

He drunk straight from the bottle and nearly finished it if I hadn't pulled it away "She was screwing her boss" he yelled."What?" ,"didn't she say yes to your proposal last month? How could she?" I questioned.

He kept on drinking and I didn't dare try to stop him but I decide to let him crush at my place,because I knew he wouldn't want to go home.

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