Drowning Regrets

Late in the night,

Arturo surrounded himself with drinks in a bar he regularly visited with the team.

He kept drinking it one bottle after another.

Bruno slid into the seat across from him, raising a brow the moment he noticed the empty bottles.

“Since when did you start drinking like a maniac?” Bruno asked, signaling the bartender for his usual.

Arturo didn’t even look up. He just shrugged and po