Dude: man i can't do it. these beers. they've been here quite long.
Dasch: why can't you just throw them out like a normal person.
Dude: that's what i mean. there's nothing so difficult about it. it's just that i never do it. i don't know what it takes me to get them out of my sight.
Dasch: just get a plastic bag and put them in there. what's the big deal.
Dude: i know. they are not even heavy. i do not know what i am trying to do with them. they have no use. i mean so far, they don't even have any use being here. they are just taking up space. i don't even remember how long they have been in here.
Dasch: i mean you must have finished drinking them. no? they really have served their whole purpose. why are they here seriously?
Dude: you know what? that makes me wonder why there are so many other things that are here. i have so many things that have been here and i do not have good idea why they are.
Dasch: well first the beers and then what else?
Dude: well i see this brown wallet next to my bed. next to the wallet is unused soap that smells good. next to it is a mint inhaler. next to the inhaler is a package i ordered but never opened.
Dasch: none of them seem to have any relevance to each other. i do not know what order they are in.
Dude: neither do i. neither do i.
Dasch: this is all this is. your room is just a mess. you have no idea where you live in.
Dude: maybe perhaps i am the only thing that doesn't belong here.
Dasch: your room is dominated by messes and you're surrounded by them.
Dude: i don't know how i did this to myself.
Dasch: you have some options. you can find a new place to live or bring some order to your room.
Dude: last but not least. i can just live on.
Dasch: well there you go. that's why it's the way it is.
Dude: yes. i remember now. thanks. bye.
Shaking his head, Dasch exits. Dude tries to drink the beer but it's empty. He puts it back to where it was.