I think this was the start of the reflux problem. I could drink but I couldn't hold down much. It just got worse so that by the time I was the legal age for drinking I didn't want to drink.
Raphael was soft. His mom was French and his dad was Awol. His mom gave him whatever he wanted and he had a collection of old instruments and other random stashes.
We let Raphael have his own room and Collin and I shared a room. Collin helped me out more than a few times. He was like my big brother but even more unstable. He was terrifying at moments. Most of the time he was great.