_{ash laughed, pointing at him before working on pouring him three rounds. “my kind of guy.” though he understood that drinking their problems away was the worst way that they could handle them – it was still the most fun by far. “my middle isn’t so bad. hope my future ain’t so bad either. but guess i can’t know.”}

_{“mine is shitty – will be shitty.” it always was when it came to his past, present,  and most likely future. he could try to change things, but it would always wind up full circle. unfortunately, that was the reality of things.}