Julian didn't know what to feel. Guess that was his problem, he didn't know how to feel. Why did all this have to happen. Why did everything always have to be so complicated. When did everything so complicated happen? He wanted to punch something. He heard that fancy hotels like this also had bars. So, he made his way to it. The bar was a little full. The place smelled like fried food, must be a restaraunt and bar in one. Kinda like Red Robin.
"Great." He muttered. In his opinion he wanted to drown himself, alone, in his own self pity.
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