He had left the office early that Friday, still one of his least favorite days. Just a week after Valeria Richardson had resigned and announced her pregnancy, with another man from that hospital.
He settled in the bar from four in the afternoon. After a long session of beers, he switched to wine. Tired and bitter, he continued with shots of various liquors, whatever came to mind at the time.
"I wonder, do I miss that horrible woman, or am I just outraged that she was with another man while rejecting me?"
It was no secret how proud Adrien McKenzie was, and Valeria seemed adept at hurting his ego.
"Sir," the manager informed me that I must not pour him another drink. It is here that he must retire due to his condition. A trusted taxi will take you to your destination, safely. It arrives
