Chapter 93

• Zero.
• My only goal lately is to forget about all shit, I tip the bottle once more and take a long sip, not really aware of the number of beer I've had and I don't care either. I knew it was a fucking idea to go back home, I knew this would happen yet I foolishly believed that things could turn out differently.
• - hey you should stop a bit - the girl who has been serving me for about three hours on the other side of the bar speaks to me and laughs