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"They think everything's going to be fucking okay." John slurred, a glass bottle of alcohol between his fingers. He was slumped against his bedroom wall, head lolling to the side as he muttered through his words. I kneeled in front of him, one hand resting on his kneecap, the other enclosed around the bloody knuckles that he had just slammed into the mirror.
"They're acting like nothing's fucking happened. How could they do that?"
