Igniting a cigarette with the flickering spark from a metal lighter, Eric slackly walked out of the convenience store wearing a casual turtleneck white sweatshirt followed by a comfy blue trouser. By skipping the office with a day-off, he wanted to give himself some good rest to cure those awful hangover aftereffects after such a loaded drinking night with Clara. Blowing a heavy puff of air while strolling alongside the narrow walkaway he was gazing up at the starry night sky making a glum face.
"Damn... No matter how hard I try...she is all about I can think of even when I am drunk. That's awful. What I should do to get her out of my head? What will happen if I really don't get to see her ever again? This is such a mess... It's so frustrating--"
