"Okay." Since he had the whiskey all to himself, he drank straight from the bottle. It didn't get any less harsh or easier to swallow over time but he made it look effortless, drinking it like water.
"I slept. I woke up before six in the morning next to some woman I don't know. I freaked out and kicked her out." Brandon started pacing, feeling slightly guilty about just throwing money at the woman and screaming at her telling her to leave like he was some sort of crazy person.
Well, he was some sort of crazy person, but that wasn't the point.
"I only opened this bottle a couple hours ago. I'm not that bad."