Red Street's night is a hazy one.
Don't get me wrong, it's not the romantic kind of haziness.
It's the kind where a confused black guy uncontrollably makes you leave the world.
So, dinners on Red Street always start not too late.
The people handing out relief also want to hit their KPI early and scram before it gets dark.
That's why Sani brought Cheng Daqi to Red Street early, just to catch the food distribution on time.
"There was shrimp pizza for lunch today, you missed out."
The black girl nattered on ahead, griping to Cheng Daqi.
"But the water I got was the cheapest kind, have you really hooked up with a rich lady, Chan?"
Thinking about those three boxes of VOSS she had never tasted, the black girl's tone floated a bit.
"I will never live off women; I aim to be a Sigma male."
Chatting with friends is just shooting the breeze.
You shoot a line, I shoot a line.
If it hurts, you apologize, then you keep shooting the breeze.
