"Why should I pay for a drink which you promise to get for me?". I asked, and this time around with a firm voice

The anger in me is already subsidizing the power of liquor in me.

"Did you just yell at my boss?". A huge man who seemed like a giant asked me.

"And what if I say Yes?. Do you have anything that you planned on doing to me?". I asked with full boldness.

It seems that break-ups can relish the inner demon that's inside of you.

"Ohh!". They all chorus.

"You have some nerves!". The average-looking man said, and his smile wasn't looking that friendly.

I figured...