I kind of miss Bruno. He was a weird little guy, but I liked him. Sucks that he's gone. People come and go all the time, I get that. Making friends is a risk. Is it worth it? I don't know. Being here, thrust into this world alone, no one I know from home is here, it gives me too much time to think.
I'll be at the bar [Location] if anyone wants to join me in the art day drinking. Promise I won't be a buzz kill. I got it out of my system.