He's got Poe, but that guy's new, so he doesn't care that much about him. So that guy can have instant ramen or whatever for all he gives a damn. Besides, he just wants to get drunk and high and not deal with the fact that the only people that matter to him are gone.

"Next week..." He mutters and then there's a glare. He's trying to not remember that this asshole and his bandmate buttbuddy went and teamed up on him for a beatdown. "It was pretty boring. I went and found my jollies somewhere else. Besides, not like either of us want to be around. You're only redeeming quality is your damn cooking and your stupid music."

There's more to it, but it's just on the tip of his memory.