Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night...
If Charlie wasn't being so stubborn I'd tell him how much I need him around right now. Fuck. The fact that I'm even feeling that. But I do. I need him.
I haven't felt this alone in so long and I don't know what I'm doing.
Lou's been MIA. The last I spoke to him, a week ago, he didn't have much to tell me. All I've learned is that Dad was helping these guys - these bad guys - with their financial things and advising them. Whether on his own will or not, I don't know. And I know Dad was going to meet with one of them the day he disappeared. That's it. And now Lou is MIA. And I don't know his last name, so it's not so easy to look him up.
And I can't tell Karen because she won't let me. I've tried bringing Dad up and she changes the subject. I can't talk to Mom. Ross...well, we don't talk much about personal stuff anymore. Alex...I never see anymore.
That's it.
And drowning myself in work isn't doing much to help, because....it's just not.
So what does Meg do? Reverts back to old ways. Goes to a bar, has some drinks, goes home with a guy. Just my luck, when my head clears, I realize I know him. Fuck.