He drove to the beach, well aware of the similarities between him and Marissa at the moment.
He just needed to forget.
He stopped the car at the farthest stretch of beach he could reach. It was completely deserted.
Perfect for drowning a broken heart.
He didn't even open the door. He just untwisted the cap and swallowed a mouthful of vodka. He immediately started coughing and gagging, but soon forgot about the burn.
After a few minutes, he didn't feel it at all.
And that's how he stayed, for two hours,
until
the entire
bottle
was gone.