A loud groan left his mouth when his sleep got disturbed due to the uncomfortable position he was sleeping in; he got up from the ground groaning and placed his father's belongings at their place and left the basement after locking it. He went straight to the kitchen to wet his dry throat.

He took out two cans of his favorite beer and gulped them immediately and then went to his room to sleep again. But it seemed like sleep wasn't in any mood to engulf this big guy in its embrace. It's been half an hour for him while switching his sleeping positions. He got up from his bed and started looking for his sleeping pills, but to his bad luck, the bottle of pills was empty. He threw the bottle to the floor in frustration. He was feeling lonely and shattered; the same memories of his past weren't leaving his mind for a single second. The more he was trying to ignore them, the more he found himself stuck on them. He took out his phone to divert his mind.