Viel Lighthaven
-A Flashback-
"What kind of misery has befallen you, mate?" Pietro asked as he drew his alcohol-reeking self closer to me. "You look like a bloody miserable milksop, Viel. Come on, mate, cheer up! This is a party!" He raised his beer mug higher over his head, some of the golden liquid spilling onto my new red buttondown shirt.
"Oh, bloody Hell, Pietro!" I yelled at him, standing up from my seat by the bar. My imbecile of a friend just smiled at me, half- apologizing for what he did. I would have snapped at him, but I reckoned it would be utterly useless as the fool was as drunk as a bloody skunk. With a groan, I stepped away from him, grabbing my Guinness bottle as I did. I then went on to search for my younger sister in the mess of blokes partying like wild animals ins
