Riverbed drank his beer and brought more for the trip to el Yunque. Muerto drank one. Pill got angry. Someone acted funny. Muerto had told Riverbed him and Pill were falling apart on MSN Instant Messenger. Muerto cried on MSN Instant Messenger. He was destroyed. Riverbed wasn’t sure if they were keeping up an act for his sake. He wasn’t sure if they were trying to avoid Riverbed becoming devastated. He wasn’t sure if they did not want Riverbed to know that his two best-friends, the most perfect couple in his existence, were no longer together. But in truth he knows he doesn’t matter.