Worst Case

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“One second.” Max said dodging johnnys embrace.

“One second, uh there was a spill sorry, where’s your bathroom?”

Max walked quickly towards the back and went into the bathroom. The restaurant was nice enough but the bathroom was too bright. A bluish white light cast everywhere. He was surrounded, enveloped in it. He looked at himself older than he remembered made uncomfortable by his underwear being slightly wet with piss. He grabbed paper towel and stuffed it down his pants. Then he pulled it out shaking his head. And he threw away the paper towel.

He turned to water on and washed his hands. He put soap on his hands twice. He couldn’t tell why but he felt dirtier than normal like he hadn’t been home in awhile. Maybe he needed some food. Maybe he needed something else.

“Sorry about that.”

“Dude no worries. All good.”

“Just had to really go.”

“Dude who cares. Yo you want a beer?”

“Yes I would love one.” He felt this when he said it. He would love that just one he thought he could have. Worst case he could sleep in his car. Worst case he thought. Worst case. 
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