It's been almost three months since they left the beach, and now they're back at the hotel. They've been trying to confess to each other, but they haven't had much time to do so. The smell of alcohol makes them both drunk, and they both want to hug each other. But they can't find the right words to express their love for each other: "I want a hug," he says, "and I don't even care how much I drank." He wants to know if he can confess to him again in a month's time, and if he'll be able to "forget about it morning," as he calls it, "right ... like you" . But he's too drunk to say anything, so he asks if he has brushed his teeth yet. He's not sure, but he doesn't want to waste any more time. He tells himself that he has "nothing on" , and he wants to come listen to his concert.