Hunter spent most the day sitting around playing games, searching for his keys (Which were still in the bowl from yesterday), eating junk food, and readings some comics he brought. After about 2pm or so he decided it was a good time to put on some pants. He grabbed a pair of cargo shorts, T-Shirt, pocket knife, and his wallet. Though after losing it before he learned to not carry more then $20 in cash when he goes out.

On his way out tot he party with the guys he found the bowl with all the keys in it, he was sober and he didn't plan on getting drunk tonight. Plus a drive later may help him think, maybe even clear his head. He grabbed the keys and put them in his pocket, just in case. And if he got drunk he was normally pretty good at telling when he was too drunk to drive, like when he made more mistakes then usual, that was a good way to tell that he was too drunk. 

He made it down to the party, he wasn't very good at going to parties, the main reason he was going tonight was to help forget about everything going on. Didn't make it any easier, he liked loud music, but didn't like large crowds. Normally being with Amelia helped with this, but he had the guys with hi... and they were gone... off more then likely flirting with some girls around the party. He looked at his watch, still a few more hours until midnight it seemed. "Fuck it." He walked over to the bar and took a seat. "Give me something strong, I plan on going back to my place in like an hour or so." He figured he'd stop drinking when he had trouble reading his watch, that is his limit tonight. 

He heard someone playing a tune in the background, sounded nice. The bartender came back with his drink, he didn't bother to ask what it was before downing the shot glass. "You know? I should have learned to play guitar, I bet I would have been a badass at it." he looked at the empty glass. "...Well damn... That was fast... Mind getting me another?" The bartender was relentless, but Hunter kept on insisting. He went through about 3 more glasses before he had trouble reading his watch. 

He joined in on the party, now it was time for things to get real, He didn't need Amelia to have a good time at a party! He was in control of his own damn life, and now he was going to make the best of what was coming, He was going to be a dad! Sure he drank, tended to shoot random objects in his back yard, light things on fire, run over feet with his car, actually... now that he thought about it... he's a terrible role model for his soon to be kid. He would get better, he would have fun this week, then he would become better for this kid. Hunter wasn't going to screw his kid up just because he was a moron.