Five hours later and the whole school had all been abandoned. The only people still inside the school were the janitors and students with extra-curricular activities.
One of those students was Arnaldo, who unlocked his locker and dumped his books inside, rubbing his red sore ear and sighing.
"Well, that one's gonna hurt tomorrow-" he says to himself as he reached inside. He pulled out a large, full bottle of vodka, uncorked it, looked to his right and his left and took a big jug of it.
When he finally pulled the bottle away from his lips more than half of it was empty. The liquid was dripping from his lips in small lines, his lungs were trying to catch as much air as possible, his whole face was warm and his cheeks were as red as poppies.
He closed the bottle and placed it back into
