There's nothing quite like a nice, relaxing car ride. The way the wind blows in your face, the warm sun glowing down on you. Yes, this was the dream for Brendon. But, no: instead, Brendon sits in his old, beat-down car as he contemplates life on a bottle of drugs. It would be so easy, right? Just to be done with everything? But it really isn't. You see, Brendon meets someone, and he admires her. He wants her, he needs her to stay alive. Brendon won't let a bottle of pills end everything for him.