[i]Shit, shit, shit![/i] Colin was so damn late. During a particularly bad episode last night he went strait for the liquor, he knew it wasn't the best of ideas but he didn't know what else to do. The aftereffects of his decision were in full swing, the sun was too bright, the car too loud, and the vomit threatening to spew fourth becoming a very real possibility. After a particularly nasty patch of potholes Colin had to slow the car and put his head on the wheel. It was becoming an easier decision to just turn around and go home. 

However if he did his parents would be so disappointed and that would be worse than any hangover. Pulling himself together, Colin pushed through the last half mile and made it to the facility. The place was a dump to put it lightly...well he had woken up in worse places. Composing himself Colin walked up the stairs and entered the shit storm that had seemed to already be in place. Two men seemed to be having a stand off and a girl holding her head in her hands. Looking at the two men Colin said "If you two are going to have a fight than could you take it outside? I've got a bigger hangover than I have patience for either of your macho bullshit or whatevers going on." and with that Colin moved to an empty chair and sat down, trying to force the vomit down his throat and doing his darnedest to block out any stimulus.