GD's POV

 

Disoriented.

Loud music. 

It's booming in my ears, running through my veins.

The floor is shaking. 

People all around me are dirty dancing, grinding and making out as I stare into nothingness.

Taking a huge swig of alcohol, my throat burned as it steadily flowed down my throat, slightly chocking me in the process.  

This is the life. 

This is MY life. 

But, I don't feel anything.

Why is my heart so....... Empty?

Another shot of vodka

Another Jack Daniels 

I don't want this

Drown the emptiness out

Somebody, Anybody

Save me from this emptiness

Please.

 

Dara's POV

 

I strutted into the pub.

Now there's an idiot that can't take care of himself. 

One hand supporting his arm and the other his waist we slowly and stealthily  made our way up to his room. That idiot. What's the use of being rich if you hate yourself?

 

Short note inspired by G-Dargon's Crooked