MS needed to quit drinking so much, or at all really. He could recall everyone telling him so. His friends had before, and his parents told him a couple times...but it never did anything. But when his sister and girlfriend started telling him to stop constantly, he actually gave some effort to do so. The twenty-four year old just couldn't do it. He didn't like the feeling of his body screaming for alcohol when he was actually sober. It hurt both mentally and physically, and MS couldn't help but sate the need every time it arose.

He really did need to drink. He just felt so good and...and happy when he was drunk. He only wished that he could feel this way sober. Or that he could consume alcohol and not get drunk, but have the good feelings it always gave him. MS knew that this was impossible though, but he didn't like that he knew it one bit.

So naturally, MS was drunk again. Just lightly drunk at the moment, so he could act somewhat more normally and feel awesome (exactly the way he always wanted it to be). He and his girlfriend were at his house…well, apartment, and she was talking to him. MS was trying his hardest to listen and pay full attention, but his other thoughts kept getting in the way of that. They weren't important thoughts in the least, but they just wouldn't go away...they were kind of like commercials in a way. Well, some thoughts were relatively important. The ones that kept making him wonder when Mikey was going to get there. Because she promised she was going to come over and hang out with the couple since she didn't have school or work today. She came over as often as she could anyway, because she and her brother were incredibly close even with the six year age difference between the two. And she and his girlfriend had become pretty good friends, what with dealing with a drunken MS together every time she came to visit.

It was a good ten minutes before Mikey finally arrived, and the teenager came through the door with a bag in hand. "Hey guys sorry I took so long...I brought food to compensate." she announced tossing her car keys onto the table before bringing the bag of fast food into the living room. She sat on the floor before the two and reach into the bag, pulling out a cheeseburger, "For you," she said before tossing it to MS. She was amazed that he actually caught it..."for me," she said as she pulled out a box of curly fries for herself, "and for you." she ended, smiling as she handed the bag to the other girl. She didn't want to be the one stuck with it in the end. "So, What's up guys?" she asked dangling a particularly curly and long fry above her, munching on it just seconds after.