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Drew walked into his room and practically slammed the door. He didn't really want to admit to himself what he was upset about. He pulled a glass off of his mini-fridge and quickly filled it with a few cubes of ice and some soda. After a few minutes of finding where he had left it, he quickly filled a small shot glass with some tequila and took four shots in succession, gritting his teeth and grimacing a little after the last one, taking a swig of his soda after to wash it down. His thoughts were a mess.. he needed music. He marched himself over to his computer and put it on random. He glanced at his phone... no messages or texts. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he began to feel the effects of the tequila rapidly increasing. I want to stay in control... I know I shouldn't let things like this get to me. Beyond his better judgment, he lined up another shot before quickly packing a bowl and taking a large hit. It's not like I do this all the time... damn it. He couldn't get the stupid argument out of his head, or the heavy feeling in the pit of his stomach that ensued when he felt his confidence falter. Was he really a bad captain? Was Dan right about Bonnie? Was he being taken advantage of in the relationship? He had really only done anything with one other person, and when he remembered who it was his heart panged with an odd sensation of guilt and longing. Similar and synonymous thoughts floated through his head in rapid succession and his did his best to drown them out, tilting his head back to down the shot. Drew reached forward and turned up the music slightly, and a picture on his desk of he, Ryan, Hayden and Bonnie stared back at him. They all looked happy. Really happy. His thoughts became fuzzy and he grabbed the bottle of tequila, walking over to his bed and flopping down onto it with a grunt. Usually I'm so good at letting stuff go, not getting bent out of shape about stupid school drama. I don't get why some of these people here act so hateful sometimes...it can't be something I'm doing, can it? At least not all me. I'm a good person with a good heart... I'm optimistic and I make friends easily... His internal struggle continued for a few more uninterrupted moments before he reached over to check his phone again, he thought he heard it vibrate.