Dylan and I sat side by side on the terrace of our room. My wife was asleep while Dylan and I decided to have a drink. I still have a few glasses but I feel a little dizzy as he is getting more but it still seems like nothing.

I let out a heavy and long sigh. I looked up as he did the same. We didn't say a word and just felt for each other. Eventually, he also broke the silence.

"Drink more," he said and then drank a bottle of whiskey and opened another.

"I'm not as high as your tolerance for alcohol." No one spoke to the...