EZRA
Axel slumped on a chair, his suit thrown off at one side and some of his shirt's buttons were open. His eyes were half open as he moved slightly, shifting his weight. Ezra was already stunned the moment she stepped in, but the state she found him in terrified her.
Why was he like that? How long had he been drinking for? What was he even trying to do? But nothing could answer that question.
She gathered all her courage and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her. She walked up to him nervously, smelling alcohol all over the room. Ezra carefully placed her hand on his shoulder and felt him move backwards.
"Hey, why are you here? Like this..", Ezra said, unsure of her own words, trying not to contradict what the both of them had decided about going different paths. But
