Talk with boss.
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Rowen is at tha back door of his house while some of his friends are occupyin' tha bar. In fact, his entire home is filled with his friends. There's a party. A Christmas party! Boss just got himself a drink and is yappin' it up with Alan. Raspberry is yellin' in tha distance, causin' Rowen to look towards their direction. Tha fuck is his problem?
OLIVER: Here you go, brother-
OLIVER: A drink to up your spirits a bit.
ALAN: IS IT ALCOHOLIC?
OLIVER: No.
ALAN: THEN WHAT DO YOU EXPECT IT TO DO THEN?
ALAN: GIVE ME CAVITIES?
ROWEN: Cheer up, will you.
ROWEN: You're ruining a nice evening.
ALAN: FUCK OFF-
OLIVER: Now now, be nice to each other, eh?
ROWEN: Sorry...
OLIVER: You know you could've talked to me the whole time if it was bothering you this much, alan.
OLIVER: It's been at least more than a month since he collapsed and became unresponsive, i don't think you helped yourself by becoming a shut-in, brother.
ALAN: HE MIGHT NOT HAVE COLLAPSED IF IT WASN'T BECAUSE OF A CERTAIN "SOMEBODY".
ROWEN: Dude.
ROWEN: He literally tried to fucking kill me.
ROWEN: I have the right to defend myself against lunatics!
ALAN: AND I KEEP TELLING YOU THAT IT WASN'T HIM!
ROWEN: Just accept that you've been fooled, man!
ROWEN: He was as fake as his own body-
OLIVER: Rowen, brother, stop.
OLIVER: This isn't helping him cope.
ALAN: HEY CAPTAIN?
ALAN: WHERE'S THE BOOZE?
ROWEN: We don't drink alcohol, so we also didn't purchase any.
ALAN: GOT SOME COCAINE THEN?
ROWEN: Yeah, in the bottom left drawer.
ALAN: ...WAIT, FOR REAL?
ROWEN: No, of course not, lmao.
ALAN: WORTH A SHOT.
RASPBERRY: What the FUCK!?
RASPBERRY: HOW!?!?
OLIVER: It's getting quite rowdy there, isn't it?
ALAN: WHAT ARE THEY EVEN DOING?
ROWEN: Playing One, I think...?
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