#rcmpitur

Lack of sleep, racing thoughts, booze, and anger were not a good combination. The boy hadn't had a black out in a while. Not like he'd remember what happened in them. He just knew he would wake up sore and confused. He thought he just punched walls and ran. Thats what he was told happened when he was younger. So here he is, hands around some kid's throat and he doesn't even know his own name. He can feel the warmth from the alcohol in his veins and flesh giving way under his fingers. He had just pulled the kid into the alley by the shirt and he didn't know if he would kill him or not.