He never has toast
In the mornings and for the rest of the day, he would caffeinate himself with a disturbing dedication, mug after mug until he attained a steady hum.
Come evening, and the end of his obligations, he would pound drink after drink, heading for an alcohol-induced oblivion with almost sickening efficiency.
Come evening, and the end of his obligations, he would pound drink after drink, heading for an alcohol-induced oblivion with almost sickening efficiency.