"Absolutely." He shoves his hands in his pockets. "I was hiding because I don't know how to cope with anything right now, so I figured why not just say to hell with it and give up. I went home with Laurel and we got a little drunk and I waltzed with her, but she's a decent human being and was trying to keep me from ruining my life, so she kicked me out and I went back to the bar, where some rich asshole Yankee bought me a drink and drove me back to his house. I was lonely and scared and couldn't figure out how to talk to you, so I slept with him and in the morning he made fun of me and kicked me out, which was about what I guess I was expecting. Then I came home. I feel disgusting, I haven't had my goddamn medicine, I'm tired, I have a headache, you're angry, I deserve it, I--"
He breaks off and shoots Nathan a tired look. "Did I forget anything?"