WALLACES P.O.V.
He walks down the street thinking of the past, realizing his mistakes. Theres been so much recently, he sighs turning the thoughts away. He continues walking down the street to his local pharmacy for his medication to help him sleep. He avoids talking to anyone not wanting to start anything new. He quickly heads home and instantly goes to his fridge looking for something to drink for sleep. He chooses alcohol, "Probably not good to mix this with the medication but who cares..." he swallows down two of his pills and follows quickly with alcohol. He then proceeds to move onto the couch and watch tv, soon passing out.
(Sorry for the depressing state, hes had alot of shiz happen to him throught his period of life)
