Chapter 40

The ride back to his house should be what everyone excepts, Williams kept bumping on people as he exits the building. A drunk middle-aged man stumbled upon him, waiting for the worst reaction maybe like a punch in his face but Williams ignored it.

"Count yourself lucky Old Man"

The man look at his strong back frame, a wide smile spread across his face as he brings out a small bottle of alcohol from his pocket and drinks from it. His facial expressions could tell he has a lot going on in his mind.

"Ho- holy fuc- craps. When I was your age" He stutters and staggers into the direction of one of the rooms in the flat "I was as hot as you and all the girls back then in high school use to wave their panties for me".

His hands fumbles as he attempts to put the key into the keyhole. He brought up the key to his eye level, licked it, and put it back, this time it went all the way in.

"You can use this technique some time" he yelled obviously talking to himself.