Am lost

The sun sets,cool breeze, its quiet.

Urek sits in his chair thinking of something to do. Well in this day and age being idle means sudden death.

There is nothing much in this room except an old squeaky chair, a passable bed and a suit case with what he might consider personal property.

He is not an orphan but his parents are not in a good place to continue taking care of him after his 18th birthday. He has been making a living of petty side jobs, but it provides him a roof above his head and something to eat.

As it is a Friday , Freedman will be busy at the pub and will need extra hands. He has it all planned for the job today , tomorrow can think for it self.

The ping pub where Freedman works is a little far but if he leaves early he could get there in time.

"Damn this weather, how can I get there in time of there is snow all over. Huff, it's so cold" Urek rants on as he leaves his shabby room and makes his way to ping pub.

He walks on the pavement absent minded of everything around him as he keeps ranting on about his pathetic life, but definitely knows he has to put in effort if he wants to keep his room and not find his way back to the streets.

Strong scent of alcohol hits the nose in ping pub with its patrons either blabbing about their day or going heavy on the booze.

"Mickey how goes Mabelle and Stella? It's been ages since I saw those beauties of yours. It's hard imagining they came from your loins. HAHAHAHA"

Ruben laughed as he took his bottle of beer from Mickey.

" Keep your eyes off my girls Ruben, or I will inform Miss Kensky about dirty secrets, oh and my girls to my brains and sharpness and not my looks" Mickey Freedman CEO of ping pub , or so he claims goes on with serving his guest not really bothered about Ruben.

Cling!!!

" There comes the lazy bum " says Mickey as looks towards the door as Urek comes in looking exhausted.