Nighttime
Finally getting the time to myself, I bring out a bottle of booze and hug it. Feeling the cold touch of it, I sigh, "Ahh, alcohol… you're the only one who can truly understand how I feel, know how to take care of me and most of all… you'll pleasure me without wanting something in return."
Uncorking the head, I don't bring out any glasses and just start chugging it down before it seemed as if I've drank the complete bottle. As the drowsiness from the mind came, I lay down on the chair and slowly close my eyes.
Before long, the bottle from my clutch fell and I went to sleep.
Time went by slowly and slowly and before anyone could notice it, a shadow creep-ed up over the window for a brief moment before it was gone.
Some time went by again and such shadow once more came but this time it stayed there and observed its target… fast asleep and way too fat.
