C162 Sick

When we left the restaurant, it was already half past nine. I drank a little too much. Fourth Uncle wasn't much better off. Every time we were together, we would drink to our heart's content.

I didn't want to go back right away, so I wandered along the street. The cool of the night would let me wake up a little bit.

He followed a row of street lights from one end of the street to the other