Dunkass Seb-2

　　I take a bottle of whiskey from my minibar and pour it directly into my mouth. It burns my throat, but I don’t fucking care. I drink half of it and grab my keys. I take the bottle with me. I go down to my parking area and press the button on my key. Great, Aston Martin. I get in and drive out with no destination. I drink while I’m driving, and who cares when she doesn’t care. I press the screen on my GPS, and it leads me to my home.

　　I pass by beautiful scenery but not as beautiful as my Abby. God, I missed my baby, but I forget to leave her message today. And fuck I don’t my phone.

　　I’m already drunk when I notice a trail. I drive all the way there until I reach a clearing. I close my engine and drink my remaining whiskey. I open the window, and fresh air brushes my face. I inhale deeply and close my eyes for a while. I just want to think of Abby. It’s so serene here, and all I can hear are the crickets chirping and the wind blowing the tree leaves.

　　I belch.