I approached my friends. Guys were already congregating around them, in the secret hope of taking advantage of their temporarily weakened faculties.
Such a righter of wrongs, I held out my arm in front of the group, as if I were creating a barrier to protect them. At the same time, I shouted at the interlopers. I ordered them to get lost. They seemed particularly under the influence; they were staggering about. I received a few insults, but the angry tone of my voice made them run off.
When the taxi arrived, the driver said there were too many of us. He could only fit three passengers in his car. Indeed, the front passenger seat was covered in his personal belongings. He apologised and said there was nothing else he could do; it was something unexpected that he had to take care of. I con
