Taylor
Taylor sat at his desk in his room, just staring at the wood as his right hand held the neck of a glass bottle.
Every now and then, he'd move the bottle to his lips and have a drink of kero. He'd been hiding the kero in his room for some time, but... why was he? It's not like they wouldn't find out if he was drunk anyway.He drank some more.
Yeah, he'd probably be in trouble with his parents. So what? He seemed to be in trouble with just about everyone else, so why not round it off?
He drank more.
Deciding on a change of scenery, he pulled a piece of paper across in front of him and stared at that instead.
Hmm... a song he'd started last night. He changed the colour of the ink to green. Oh that's right, another depressing song. About love on hold. Gee, wonder where he got that idea from.
He drank more.
He needed a new edge to his songwriting. Think of something happy...
He skulled the rest of the kero, then began to fill the bottle again from a container he kept under his bed. That done, he went back to the desk and stared at the paper again.
Where was he? Oh yeah, happy thoughts.
He tapped his fingers on the desk, not noticing that he was swaying slightly. Happy thought, happy thoughts... Let's rewind a little. Think back to when he was younger.
Scratch that. He couldn't remember what happened yesterday.
Ok, make something up. Fuzzy Bunny picked a daisy and gave it to his girlfriend. Dammit. Scratch the girlfriend part. What was he writing about again?
He had another drink, and set the bottle down on the desk before laying his head next to it.
Man, he'd sure be feeling this in the morning...