“Yeah, it tends to do that.” Roy muttered under his breath. “You need help kicking back at it, you know where to find me.” He offered with a small shrug and smile. He was poor with words most times, and he had no place to preach to Cisco when he was wallowing himself. But channeling anger into something worthwhile was something Roy was familiar with.
“Yeah, totally. I might take you up on that later. I just wish things didn’t suck so much.” He shrugged, taking a long drink. Cisco was beginning to feel the affects of the alcohol in his system.
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