Tim

Two years have passed since the release.

The guys gather in the same place where we used to often hang out with the whole company.

Where I last saw Arinka… Irony. How many nights I spent in a drunken stupor after, do not count. Wanted to return it. I'm sure it would work then. I remember how she got out of my car, I passed her from hand to hand to my father, because I was afraid of myself.

He was afraid of his bestial nature. Because I'm breaking it. Both her and myself...

My throat tickles unpleasantly when I go inside. Memories are rolling in, apparently.

The restaurant...