[[Okay, so I had a serious problem a little bit ago. I spent a long time writing a really nice post and the token expired.. So, it didn't give me my post back and I'm stuck writing again.. I'm sorry if the efforts not too great, I'm pissed though lol and I'm sure my next post will be better, given Mene doesn't destroy it again.]]

A bottle cap clattered to the cold stone floor, followed soon by an empty bottle. CRASH! Green glass shards were cast across the floor as the bottle shattered. Toki's room was literally covered in debris from the past few weeks' drinking and drug binges. There were cases and bottles, broken glass, and even discarded panties and whatnot from the whores he'd been bringing back to help him drown his sorrows. It was pretty disgusting, and the room was beginning to give off a pretty metal odor. He'd been bingeing harder and harder recently over the loss of his father, and his own mistakes around the Band. He deleted the re-re-re-re recorded album, again. And Nathan was extra pissed this time. He felt as awful about making his bandmates do all of this extra work. How could he fucks up this bad this many times?

"PICKLE!" Toki's cry echoed through the halls of Mordhaus. He needed more booze, or drugs. And Pickles was usually lounging around, willing to contribute to anyones' intoxication. "PICKLEEEE!" He yelled again. The case of beer he'd been cuddling with was almost gone, and ugh, it seemed like Pickles must be out. Upset and lonely, Toki began to chug the rest of his beers, throwing the empty bottles against the wall. They exploded on contact and it was pretty entertianing to the extremely drunk rock star. Before he could throw the last bottle, he passed out, and into a nightmare about the night his father died.