- Mar 25, 2014
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While the past few weeks had been archived in the part of his memory to never be spoken of again, Leeroy realized that those events were his call to intervention.
And he loathed that epiphany.
He had been a loner most of his life. Preferring the company of himself over copious amounts of friends. But as the saying goes, there's a clear difference between being alone and lonely. And over the years, that line had blurred to the point of dissipation. What was once black and white was now a somber grey. And every passing day, more and more would eat at him.
It was time to put an end to it.
He wasn't a fan of the idea of being laid across a couch while he talked to a man with a clipboard for eight hundred an hour. But once he caught ear of a man to talk to over drinks to work out problems, he had for once considered help. Because the demons he was facing couldn't be exorcized by his own hands. With a little whiskey and some outside help? Maybe so.
It was late at night as he approached the somewhat shady part of town. It was raining. Figures. He came up to the front door, hoping that he could just come in. It was a bar, after all. His thick hand softly turned the knob. Pushing open the door before he closed it up behind him. He breathed deeply. Here went nothing.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"