Now he was back at the apartment. Although he didn't remember the number, Johnny had let him in last night. The address he had sent him just said the street number. 46.

"Forty six." He said. Looking at the apartment. He could try them all, just a small ring and no...

He woke up with the light of the morning. It filled his whole room. Which under normal use was the living room. Not made for sleep. He assumed Johnny probably had black out curtains or something. There were things strewn around the room. Flashcards and different books study aides. There...

"This is why I love it here." Johnny yelled the heat from his voice on Max's face smelt of beer and a shot of tequila they just had. 

"Maple syrup flavored tequila." He said again. 

It was an odd mix of people. Attractive young people in one booth. Old men...

“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 had a unmistakable urge now to piss. The coffee and tea went through him, and unlike when he was younger and his mom would always ask if he had to go, he didn't think about this. 

He felt awkward just to go in and then go straight to the...

"Shit" He looked at the clock then his watch.

He was supposed to meet Johnny in like 15 min, and it was the other side of town. 

He checked his phone, and the location Johnny had sent him. 

If he walked fast he thought, maybe he could make it. 

He looked...

It was too sweet initially. But he was perched in one of his favorite seats. His back against the glass the heat of the room he could dissipate there. He didn't like people over his shoulder. He couldn't understand why you would sit in the center, but maybe some people...

The bell to the door rang like it always did. It had again for another year avoided becoming sold out, and turned into a burger joint, or a pita place. It was just nice coffee and some books. 

He liked this place, because the books were just what the owner...

Now he was parked. He took a last swig off his coffee from home, and grabbed his bag. He clicked the lock button twice, and the car beeped that it was safe. Not that he had anything expensive there, it was mostly on him, but he was always worried. Especially...

There while he was parking in the street a man called out to him.

"You know there's free parking over there. Just two streets up. You'll see it, theres no signs there so you can park for free."

"Woah...Uh" Max looked at his steering wheel. He had parked perfectly. He was ready...