The sun is up and the lights hit his face with his eyes half-open. He tried to open his eyes. He felt like he fell into a deep sleep. He can see walls painted in white and it smells like alcohol. He could hear someone chatting but he couldn't absorb what they were talking about.
"You're awake..." he heard the familiar voice that went near him.
"Glad it's not so serious. I don't know what I'll do if that happens..." the voice continues. He tried to close and open his eyes as he can only see blur things around.
"How are feeling?" he can see how worried his brother is.
"Bro... I'm so sorry..." he said as soon as he sees Trevor.
"I should be the one to say sorry..." he said. He couldn't explain but he feels guilty. He's in charge of his brother. He should've known his plans. He should've
