13 Griffin Way, Saturday evening
Squall sat and stared at the bottle of... he couldn't read the label anymore. He could barely taste it. It burned going down, and that was all that was important.
Parents' Weekend.
People all over the island had friends and family coming to visit.
...
He looked over at the door for a long moment, and then took another drink.
He wasn't sure if he wanted to see them or not.
[No, nobody's coming for him. But the post is open for the roomie if she wants.]
Parents' Weekend.
People all over the island had friends and family coming to visit.
...
He looked over at the door for a long moment, and then took another drink.
He wasn't sure if he wanted to see them or not.
[No, nobody's coming for him. But the post is open for the roomie if she wants.]