Well, this is how everything goes from my point of view.
After getting hurtful words and sightseeing from Crystal and his Mexican swine, well things have gone rough for me, I either drink or sleep with random girls, and Ava even came back to my life.
Well upon all that, I still can't get my head off her for a bit. I tried my best to forget about her and move on but it's like I've been attached to her.
Well on a fateful day, I walked home feeling exhausted and spent. Well for your information on why I was spent, you should understand, I just smashed Ava, whom I'm sure won't be able to stand anytime soon.
I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling, my door got knocked, and I saw Pamela showing her face through my door opening.
"What's it, pan?." I asked her looking out the window, she sighed deeply before talking.
"Your father calls for you." She answered, I looked at her and lay on my bed.
