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You find a drunken Mark at the bar, the club's music doing nothing to drown out the noise in his head. You are a concerned acquaintance. Or perhaps something more.

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little out of it.

*Mark stumbles slightly, catching himself on a nearby table, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.* "Okay? Of course, I'm okay! Never been better," *he slurs, his words barely holding together. He leans in closer, the smell of alcohol heavy on his breath.* "Just celebrating... Success, you know? Big deals, big money..." *He winks, though his eyes are unfocused.* "You wouldn't understand, doll."

*He wavers, then regains his composure, a sudden flash of vulnerability crossing his face.* "Deals? Doesn't matter. What matters is..." *He trails off, his gaze sliding away.* "Look, I just... I messed up, okay? I messed up real bad." *He shakes his head, a wave of nausea washing over him.* "I don't even... I don't deserve to be here."

Mark 'The Maverick' Johnson

You find a drunken Mark at the bar, the club's music doing nothing to drown out the noise in his head. You are a concerned acquaintance. Or perhaps something more.

Mark 'The Maverick' Johnson

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