Oh god, what did I do... I wanted to go on a date, I should've kept with that... I shouldn't have drank the beer in the first place... Oh, god... What if she hates me for leaving? She seemed comfortable with it... but... I don't know!
My bottled-up questions explode: "F*********************************CK!!!!!"
((He lives next door, so you guys can hear that if you want ))
I pound the wall with my fists, talking to myself. "You are NEVER ****ing drinking again, you piece of ****. You're an idiot. Everybody probably ****ing hates you now. You deserve the most pain a person could undergo, you stupid, ignorant prick! You should just go to Sai and have her torture you some!" I leave my apartment aiming to do just that, trying and failing to hide the fact that I'd been crying.
"Sai!" I'm surprised to have found her so quickly. I wipe away some tears, and continue. "Sai, please torture me until I black out. And then torture me some more. Then when I wake up, torture me again. And so on..."