Don’s been drinking for years now, he started long before he was supposed to and as time went so did his refusal to leave the bottle behind. As a kid it didn’t matter much, he did a lot of s**t as a kid that a little bit of illegal drinking didn’t mean s**t to anyone, and then the world started changing as he stepped into adulthood. He was a man, who lived in the grey area with lenience to the black, but all of a sudden the white part of the ‘black and white’ looked more appealing, there was too much blood in his name, and if he had stayed his ledger would have overflowed.
So he gathered up all he had and shifted his own perspective, the drinks started overflowing somewhere between the blatant refusal of his guardians and his hard willed determination for something else other that drugs a
