Calum and Michael sat on his roof, a beer case and two bottles of vodka next to them. All for Michael, who was already drunk.
And crying.
"It's going to be okay, buddy," Calum gave Michael a pat on the back and a small smile.
Michael snapped his neck, an icy glare inside his red and puffy eyes.
"It's not fucking okay. She fucking left me after writing a note telling me she loved me. Mars fucking left me. And you say it's going to be okay. Mars leaving is not okay," He yelled throwing an empty beer bottle at the neighbor's mailbox before bursting into tears , "How could she do this to me, Calum? Did I not love her enough, give her kisses, compliment her, cuddle her? What the fuck did I do wrong?"
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