Scott | Derek
I don't know. I wish I did. I just.... I don't care about anything anymore. Except not being able to shift.... and I'm surprised that I care about that.
Lydia.... I know she's still here. She helped me get home the other night when I was drunk. I haven't spoken to her since. I assume she's busy. Not that I blame her for not wanting to be around me.
And Derek... since I can't shift, I need my inhaler again.