章節 115: Chapter 112

He walked down the stairs as the words kept ringing his ears. He walked across the street to enter a bar, lost in thought. Lost in anger.

“Got yourself a Jameson?” Sky inquired of the barkeep.

“Sure we do.”

“One on the rocks.”

The barkeeper walked back and retrieved it from the aisle as he stood in front of Sky pouring it in a glass. Adding two pieces of ice to the glass before he passed the glass to Sky. Sky despised the taste of whiskey but in moments like these where he felt weak, it seemed he always turned to whiskey. With a groan, he picked up the glass and downed the glass.

Tapping the glass gently on the pub table, indicating for the bar keeper to pour him another.

“Keep them coming till I say otherwise.”

The barkeeper poured another as he asked, “Everything alright mate? Want to talk about it?”

“I pay for the drinks not the therapy.” Sky retorted back vehemently.