It was rare these days that Mike was too drunk to know better. If he could keep his shit together after Katie, he could do it after Richie. Anyway, there was no harm in wanting the company of a friend.
"He might. And he might remember be or might not." Probably not. That would be harder than now, actually, and so Mike rather hoped Richie didn't come back.
he turned his hand, fingers brushing Jinn's palm. "I do. I appreciate it. You've always been kind."