[Just what he did, try to find some way to cover the pain and bury it, be it through just ignoring it or finding some morbid sort of humor in it all. How he coped, even if it wasn't the healthiest thing to do, it got him by. Most of the time.

This was a time he didn't want to be alone, rather than holing himself up. Had only done this once before.]

What doesn't kill you, and the grave can't hold me. [Slow swig of that neon liquor-] And another kid that likes dropping by in the middle of the night to raid the kitchen of sweets.

[Didn't mind that one, really.]

Helped pull you out- and made sure you got warmed back up safely, but it was still funny seeing you disappear in all of that snow.