Hello my captain.
If we keep an attacking mid
to support the strikers we would be an attacking threat
The issue we have is that no one wants to play there
We tried Jonny but he just shoots from 30 yards out.
We can get Mitch drunk and play him there
My captain
Mitch
Mitch doesn't want to drink anymore
He says he wants to better himself
Everyone leave except Jonny, Nate, Noah, and Ryan
Are you fucking kidding me!?
He has alcohol in his blood!
How dare you tell me that he no longer wants to drink
Fucking hell boys
One day we drink together
And then the next he's sober!
I can't believe this fucking coward thought
that he would stop drinking and get away with it!
In his defense he's been drinking a lot
He hasn't been drinking enough you fucking traitor!
My captain, we tried talking to him but he won't listen
Then you didn't talk long enough you BITCH!
UNBELIEVABLE!
You guys are just as guilty
because you don't drink like I do.
I put my blood, sweat, and tears
into every single Modelo I drink!
And so help me God I put just as much effort into my whiskey!
Even when I don't want to drink
I do it anyway to keep the brotherhood alive!
Perhaps I should slow down my drinking
But what would I fucking do with my life
I wake up and think about alcohol.
I called him my brother
and now he's nothing more than a sober bitch that betrays me!
We shotgunned beers together and did it with a smile on our faces.
But now he wants to shotgun water?
I won't accept this bullshit
We were meant to build an empire
It's okay, Lauren.
I don't even know what to tell Calvin
I just can't believe that he would do this to me
But if this is true
I will drink alone
I will drink every last sip with a tear in my eye because I won't be doing it with my brother
And have a hope that maybe one day
He will drink with me again