"Can't I worry about you?" Chris questioned, taking a sip of his beer when it arrived, before letting that idea go, "No one. Few people at the library, really. Just checking in. I want to help you beat this," Meaning the alcoholism. The man snuck away to drink, much different then going out with Chris, and he could be concerned about that. well, if he wasn't the psycho that he was, of course.
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