He shouldn't be driving. He shouldn't be doing anything but he is. He shouldn't be outside her apartment, but he is. He's high as a kite-- and then some. The last twenty-four hours, he's been on a bender. He needs her. He needs his best friend-- the girl he still loves. Even if he knows the feelings are unrequited. He doesn't care. Rapidly he beats on her door. “Madison! Madison! I know you're in there.”














