Taking Back What's Mine
Ferdinand attended a party in his favourite bar, not exactly to enjoy it and celebrate whatever with the host, but to relieve himself of his frustrations with a couple of drinks.

It's been eight months since Vincent escaped and seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. Ferdinand had no other regret than not killing Vincent on the very day he got him arrested.

As the night went on, the drinks flowed more freely. Ferdinand found himself caught up in the moment. He couldn't forget anything even if it was temporary and that angered him.

Ferdinand knew he was getting drunk, but he didn't care. He didn't want to stop drinking.

He stumbled out of the party a few hours later and luckily for him, he had arrived with a driver and didn't have to drunk drive.

"You know where to take me," Ferdinand said to the driver and gulped down the remaining contents of the bottle in his hand.

As the car moved, the bottle slipped out of Ferdinand's hand and rolled to the other side of the car.

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