Spam
[When he comes back inside to talk it out he sees the bottles and he runs over to her, grabbing her arms] What did you do?! [He screams then lets go, rubbing his face and hair, his heart is beating so hard he's sure it's going to jump out of his throat. This was the beginning of the end. It's all over.] Goddamn it! [He wants to cry. It was going so well. She doesn't want to get better. He sits on the couch.]