Re: Leena's Bed and Breakfast
Roger goes silent, and feels like a string in his chest was pulled violently out of his body at Chris' words. He only sits in silence, with the bottle in his hand, staring at the ground. All the memories, all of the faces, they all came flooding back in a quick, painful instant.
Roger suddenly felt miserable. He put a hand to his head, and sighed. "That's not even true... I did it out of selfish rage... Hell... Most people would have settled shit like that with a beating... But... I just lost it..." With the emotional build up, Roger found himself sweating, and his heart, beating heavily against his numb chest once more. He suddenly wished he wasn't drunk, as he couldn't contain his emotions like he normally could, and ended up looking in self-pity, at the floor beneath him.
"I don't think I'll be getting any sleep again..."