Constants And Variables

Newt considered himself lucky until last week where he lost his dream job, his stability and quite frankly all his shit along with it, since the whole damn New York didn't want him to do what he loved. Among the aimless searching for a new life meaning he meets a stranger in a club, and his drunk self betrays him without giving a damn, just to add it to the pile of "let the life fuck me over properly this time". Little he knows his partner actually holds much more promise than he initially thought.