Three days after his girlfriend's untimely and unexpected death due to a drug overdose, Bailey Salinger stood at a bar, ready to order his first drink. "Excuse me," Bailey called. "Can I get a couple drafts, please?" The teenager turned from the bartender to his disapproving best friend, Will.
"See? What'd I tell you? Piece of cake." Bailey scanned the club, already looking restless. As soon as he had a drink in his hand, he started flirting with a group of girls. Will left his untouched beer on the bar. He sighed, knowing it was going to be a long night.
Several hours later, Bailey stumbled out of the club. Will was a few steps behind him and said, "So why'd you tell that girl you'd call her, huh?"
"I might call her. I will...call her. I liked her. She was nice and she was cute too. Didn't you think she was cute?"
Bailey stopped to look at his best friend. Will ignored the question and asked his own, "So this is how it's gonna be? You're gonna go on, like nothing happened? Clubbing? Hitting on girls?" He knew Bailey would rather pretend that his girlfriend's death from an accidentally cocaine overdose was no big deal. But it was clear his friend was hurting.
Bailey dropped his keys, stooped, and drunkenly fumbled with them on the ground. "What are you doing?" asked Will. "Give me the keys, Bay."
"Why?" Bailey asked, scowling.
"Why? Because you're drunk, that's why. I'm driving."
"I am not drunk. Hey! …I am not drunk!"
"Fine. Fine!" Will exclaimed, annoyed. "You're not drunk. You're not sad. You're not angry. You're not anything. And you're not getting behind the wheel."
Bailey turned to get in the car, but Will grabbed his shoulder and turned his friend towards him. For a moment, the two boys faced off. Then Bailey threw the keys in the air, and Will easily snatched them away.
"Give me the keys, Will. …Will. Give me the keys!" The boys wrestled to the ground, where Bailey suddenly punched Will in the eye. He then picked up the dropped keys, got in the car, and drove away.
Will called after him, "Bailey! Bailey!" But there was no response.
