After having a long day at work, Beck’s ride ditched him for a stupid party, leaving him to walk home. As he’s walking home, he never realized how beautiful the night sky was, but he also never realized how much of an asshole his friend is for leaving him. Once he finally got into the neighborhood, he noticed some girl, on the urge of tears. He was hesitant to talk to her, all he wanted was to go home and sleep. But he knew if he were to do that, he wouldn’t be able to sleep. Beck got closer to the girl, and sat next to her on the curb. “What’s wrong?” He was hoping a small quick answer, that he could give some quick advice on, so he can go home. After hearing what had actually happened, he sighed. “Look, you’re not falling apart, this is just something that a lot of people go through to help them grow. The way you decide to deal with it will show you what you’re capable of. You can either keep being sad about how life sucks ass, or you can get up, realize how pretty you actually are, forget those that douche that left you, talk to your mom, and start spending your time and money on things that make you feel good about yourself.” Beck slouched, looking at the concrete, with his busboy attire still on, and still dirty.