The heat of the next shot burned down his throat quite satisfyingly. He took the tiny glass up to his eye level and let out a satisfactory sound before putting it on the counter.
Soon after he put his head on the counter and took in light drags of air. He was still exhausted and the intended goodnight rest had been cut off by the being. Stupid. Right now, he knew if he was an avid smoker he would have been on the third stick to clear his mind off his worries.
He lifted up his head to look around for a while but tore it off almost instantly as nothing seemed to interest him. The noise emitting from the numerous people and the loud music were even more than enough to cause him a bad headache.
The urge to put a call through to Matthew overwhelmed him. At this time, it was best if he had a pretty good company of a mouth runner. And Matthew was definitely the best for that.