I finished my work and was ready to leave. I noticed Michael didn't come back, so I decided to leave the files on his desk and head out. As I leaving the office, he was coming through the doors, wobbling. He was drunk, but why would he come back instead of going home? He looked disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot red.
"You!" he pointed at me, "you are the cause of all this. You won't take my company from me, you are just a bastard and I will fight you for it. I will also fight you for Sara. I love her and you won't stop me from being with her!"
It must be true what they say about kids and drunk people, they always tell the truth. Not sure how accurate that was, but he seemed to be honest about his feelings.
"I am not going to fight you for the company. I don't even wa
