"Let me feel alive. Let me."
H mencebik.
"Take your pills and get lost in your world." Marah H.
"Sampai bila aku nak bergantung pada ubat?"
"Kau tahu bila, N. Everything is in your head, your self."
N menumbuk genggamannya ke dinding. Sekali, dua kali, berkali-kali. H hanya menunggu. N melepaskan tangisnya.
"Puas hati sekarang?"
"I miss him."
"Go tell him."
"I did."
"So?"
"Get lost, H. You're not helping me."
Hahaha. H ketawa. Kuat.
"Back at you. You're not helping your own self."