Room 314; Tuesday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf]

Chuck had felt getting out of his room would have done some good for him. He was always careful about how he presented himself in public, and didn't really think that he'd have a breakdown where anybody could see. That theory went out the window when he was at Caritas for more scotch and very nearly got in an argument with his father in front of

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[superbassbros]

"It's not my fault that you can't control your emotions," Bart said from where he was leaning against Chuck's dresser. "I taught you better than that."

[rocksthescarf]

"Sure, it's the student's fault," Chuck said, frowning when he realized his father was in the way of the drink glasses.

[superbassbros]

"You were fine until you came here. Then everything fell apart when I wasn't here to keep an eye on you." Bart smiled when he realized what Chuck was looking at. "I'm not going to stop you from drinking, you know."

[rocksthescarf]

"You're dead," Chuck said as he opened up the bottle in his hand. Glasses were overrated. "You can't tell me to do anything anymore."