The ride back to his house should be what everyone excepts, Williams kept bumping on people as he exits the building. A drunk middle-aged man stumbled upon him, waiting for the worst reaction maybe like a punch in his face but Williams ignored it.

   "Count yourself lucky Old Man"

   The man look at his strong back frame, a wide smile spread across his face as he brings out a small bottle of alcohol from his pocket and drinks from it. His facial expressions could tell he has a lot going on in his mind.

   "Ho- holy fuc- craps. When I was your age" He stutters and staggers into the direction...