When Travis had asked if there was any place around to get a drink, Spencer had pointed him to a bar up the canyon. Travis had promised he just wanted one drink, but one drink easily morphed into two, and though he stopped himself and switched to cola early in the night, Travis didn’t show similar self-control. In fact, he didn’t even show any sign of self-control when Spencer had reminded him he needed to be back at Rebecca’s by ten to take his medication. Spencer kept his annoyance at bay, reminding himself this was just who Travis was. Somebody who liked to party and liked to have a good time, but didn’t mean anything personal by it.
He had refused to let Spencer drive, and he barely stopped when they finally returned to Becca’s sometime after one.
“See you in the morning!” Travis cal
