At the time, a night out in a gay bar seemed like a good idea to take his mind off things.
So did fucking some skinny tattooed kid with a rockstar attitude in one of the toilet stalls.
And it helped, it really did.
For a few hours, Mike completely forgot about Chester being dead and how that thought alone made him want to die as well.
He didn't expect to meet his hookup again at a Tokio Hotel concert his daughters dragged him to though, and can't help but blush when Bill winks at him while signing Abby's shirt.