Meaningful life

The wind fluttered on the small roadside stall where Orion and Terence were drinking beer. It was a cold night, especially for Terence who had himself beaten up by the Akiva just a few hours ago. The depression hung in the air. 

Orion sipped his cup and looked at Terence who was brooding silently holding his beer. He rolled his eyes, about his dramatic expressions. It was a good thing he didn't win. Otherwise, if he was so depressed by losing, he would have literally thrown a party, broadcasting his win. 

"Stop sulking! You are not hurt that bad." 

Terence lifted his head and sighed sadly. Seeing his antics, even Yokocho stall owners were giving him weird looks, misunderstanding that he was a case of love difficulty. 

"What do you know? I lost everything there. My pride, my attitude, and even my nose."