A Sequel to an Alan Ashby Fanfiction

My day had finally ended at 5pm, it had been a long day memorizing everything about the American Dream Tour and hiring a tour bus that had 6 separate bunks. This bus was almost like the tour bus I had been on last time with Of Mice And Men; 4 bunks in one room and two in another so I was obviously sharing with someone, hopefully Phil. I got into my car and resisted the urge to smash my head on the steering wheel multiple times. God had I changed dramatically in the last five months.
Five months ago I was a happy, slightly paranoid normal 22 year old who liked to party and be surrounded by friends. Now I am a very depressed, paranoid, angry, stressed, pessimistic 22 year old who just wanted to be left alone and hated everyone. I really didn’t want to go on tour with Of Mice And Men, I had cut them out of my life so abruptly and ignored all they’re tweets to me. When they had gotten my new number from fucking Carolyn, I never answered when they texted or called me. It wasn’t just them I was doing it to, it was everyone. I hadn’t spoken to any of my friends in 5 months, I just wanted to be left alone by everyone.
I arrived at my house and parked my car. I entered my house and went straight to the fridge. Tonight was going to be spent with my bestest friend in the whole wide world, Jack. I had only discovered Jack after the tour, so I had only known him for five months but the boy lived in my house. I brought out a glass and started to pour Jack in. I then kissed the bottle of Jack Daniels and returned to the rightful place in my fridge. I took a long sip and sighed happily as the chilled liquid burned its way to my stomach. I rummaged through my bag and pulled out a packet of my cigarettes; Vogue Menthols. I laughed at the name;
“Hi my name is Victoria and I only smoke designer cigarettes” I said to myself in a very posh voice as I swirled my Jack before I took a big gulp. I lit up my cigarette, inhaled the beautiful chemicals and exhaled. Ah bliss.
I took the Jack Daniels out of my fridge and placed it next to my glass as I had a seat at my kitchen table. My night was going to be spent smoking and drinking.
What a great start to the week.

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