Daniel stumbled out of the club, he fell on the ground but stood up as quickly as he could. Not that he was drunk, he was just disappointed in himself that he hadn't managed to get what he wanted.
He hadn't been able to pay for all the shots of whiskey that he had taken and so, the bouncers, after beating him up to their satisfaction, threw him out of the club. After all, he had no money, it was Lucky that always bought him stuff and paid for his bills and this time, he was all alone, no one to pay his drinks and this had been the price that he had to pay.
Being beaten up.
'I guess this is better than being arrested?' He thought to himself. 'Isn't that what they do to the dudes that are unable to pay their bills? So should I count myself lucky? Or even more miserable for letting those people to beat me up as if I'm a nobody.'
