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“Wow, thanks, Cal, this really-“ Frank looks down from Cal’s unfinished writing on a random napkin

and yells at Cal. “Hey! Cal, get up, you’re getting your damn drool everywhere! It’s disgusting!” Frank shouts out as he gets a mop and hits Cal on the head with it. “Hey!” Cal yells as he picks up a bottle full of booze and breaks it, shattering into pieces with booze flowing out. “YOuuuu WATcccchhh iiiiiitttttt YooooooOooUUuuu doooOoOonnn’ttt wwwwwaaaaNnNnTtttt

Mmmmmmeee tooooOOooo gooooOooOo “ Wiiiilllllddd Beeeaaaarr,” noOOooowww, doooOoOo yaaaaaaa?” Cal says slurringly as he grips the broken part of the bottle close to Frank’s face. “No! No, please! Look, all I do is hit you with a mop. You-you, on the other hand, hit me with that, what you’re holding,” Frank says as he steps back and points his finger at the broken bottle Cal’s holding. “YoooOoUuu knooOooOowwwWwww I-I-I-I thhhhHHHhhiiiiinnkk yoooooOooOoouuu aAaaaaaaaAaaarrrrrreee jussssssssttttt ssssssaaAAAaaaAAaayyyiiiinnngg thhhhHHhhhHHhhhaaaaaAAAaaaaatttTTtttTTttsoOOoooo I-IIIIII-I doooooOOooonnn’tttt dooooOOooOo thhhhHHhhiiiiSSssss!” Cal shouts slurringly as he throws the broken bottle right at Frank’s face, pieces, booze splashes against Frank and shards of glass fly everywhere in the bar, making Frank bloodied and wet. “Dammit, Cal! You always do crap like this! Why can’t you just control yourself?!” Frank yells out while he is on the floor, bleeding from cuts, booze dripping off of his clothes, and tears coming down his face. Frank calms down, takes a few deep breaths, and slowly says,” Why do you do this? I helped you the best way I could, and this is how you repay me?” “Why do I do this?” asked Cal. WHhhhhhhHHHhhhhYyyyYYyyyY?! WHhhhHHhhhYyyyYY, I’llllllllll teeeeEEEeeeelllllLLllLLlllLL yaaaaaaaa wHeeeeEEeeEEnn I……….I…………..” Cal stops slurring out loud and passes out with a loud thud. “Super!” Franks says sarcastically. “Just absolutely terriffic! I have to help get his ass up once again!” Frank angrily shouts and slams his fists on the bar. “God, having to deal with this BULLSHIT again, after reading this……” Frank changes from being annoyed to having a sad look on his face. “After reading this napkin…….Man, it just makes you feel worthless,” Frank says as he sighs, takes off his wet shirt, dries himself off from the shards of glass. He goes to the sink behind the bar. He cleans himself from the blood dripping from the new, cuts he got today out of the many he has already gotten, which are especially shown on his back, being very long and bruised. He decides to go under the sink and get out a drawer with clothes inside. He got out a random shirt, put it on, and sat down on a bar stool behind the bar. He sees a bottle of booze next to him and drinks out of it. He just sits there, staring at Cal. “I‘ll get him up in a bit as usual,” Frank says as he continues to just sit there, drinking and drinking some more.