“Congratulations,” he says. “Welcome to the real world. I’m glad you made it.” “But I don’t want to live in the real world.” “Yes you do. You do. You called me, didn’t you?” “Yeah.” “Well then, you want to live. Look, I know how hard it is. When you’ve got nothing it seems like you’ll never pull yourself out. Give it time, Nic. You have such a beautiful future ahead of you. Just stay sober.”
