ACHILLES
Another shot followed the first as Achilles did something he hadn"t in years. He let the alcohol take over his system, letting his thoughts run wild and his co-ordination go out of the window.
"Are you sure you can handle it?" the barman asked.
He nodded. "Bring on more."
The neon lights that lit up the bar glowed against his skin, making his vision dance in a way that he wasn"t completely sure was to do with the amount of tequila he"d been drinking.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes." Why was the barman being so inquisitive? Normally, Achilles didn"t mind it, but today, something felt off. "I just need to forget something," he added after a moment.
"Drinking to forget something is normally a sign that not everything is okay," the barman advised him.
"Trust me, you have no idea abou
