The world sways around me as I wander around the streets of Downtown without a destination. Ever since proposing to Zelia, I’ve been rejoicing by cracking open a fresh bottle of brandy and swigging down half the bottle by the time Zelia’s done sucking me off. No one seems to bother us, not even Mr. CEO himself. Maybe he’s staking a bet on how fast I can get her knocked up.

The flickering sign of The Shady Pub comes into view and I stumble inside, a wisp of black hair passing by ...