“You’re going to learn to expect disappointment from the majority of people here. There are a select few who are bearable, but that number is dwindling down as time passes,” he shrugged as he waited for the high to kick in. “Of course. How else was I going to survive… anything?”
Anwar nodded. He couldn’t agree more. “Everyone here is way too dull. I feel like the fucking devil himself being around most people here. I feel guilty sometimes when I around offering pills. But there’s nothing better to do in here,” he sighed, bringing the bottle of beer to his lips once more. “I guess you’re right. It’s the same for me.”













