IV: Moist

The beer is cold as the night. I lit a cigarette and started to blow smoke out to the cold air.

I felt uneasy tonight. I was not in the mood to search for people doing bad stuff. I believe it's nice to stay out of it from time to time. And this is quite that moment.

It's getting colder and I poured out the rest of the beer on the floor to get rid of it. I'm so cold to finish it all.

I walk a few back and forths until my smoke is done. I felt dizzy all of a sudden and decided to get inside.

After throwing the butt, I walked towards the door of the band room but I slipped.

I find myself on something I never imagined I'd land on.