THIRD PERSON’S pov.

>>At a random Bar, LA<<

Mr Baldwin sat on a chair at a dark corner, with a bottle of beer tightly held in his right hand, although, there were other bottles of beers on the table; some still had drinks in them, and others were already empty.

“Grrrrr” he groaned drunkenly when he realized his cigarette has burnt out.

He slammed the bottle of beer he was holding on the table, and reached for the packet of cigarettes on the table, knocking out a bottle of beer in the process, and he released another groan when the bottle crashed, but he made no attempt to check it...