Returning to his Los Angeles apartment.
Brian grabbed a can of beer and walked out to the balcony, staring up at the moonlight, lost in thought.
The beer, flowing down his throat, tasted richer than before.
Brian could even discern the subtlest nuances in flavor, but he could no longer feel the slight buzz that used to come with it.
Shi San and Crow Meatball were both over at Susan's.
The apartment felt eerily quiet.
As his need for sleep diminished, the place felt less and less like home.
Brian occasionally considered buying a nicer house or just moving in with Susan, but given that he often needed to sneak out at night for part-time jobs and handle various private matters, cohabitation didn't seem right…
"This life is truly dull…"
Brian shook his head, spread his arms, and opened all his pores, releasing a gentle warm current that propelled his body as if swimming through the air, and he floated onto his bed and closed his eyes.
Better sleep early.
