Everyone has a choice, always. Every decision you make, you always have a choice. Everytime you let someone else chose over you you can loose. And losing hurts, always. I always lost. Alcohol, the guys, bowling, the fucks... everything was always more important than me. But even when you know you will loose, because that seems to be your destiny... the hope is always there, that you might win - just for once. So I told him that its his choice where he wanted to be. I let him choose and hoped he would understand. But you cant fool destiny.