Crack.
Wu Chang watched a drunk on the streetlight perform a triple somersault with a tuck in mid-air before crashing head-first right in front of him, a series of question marks rising above his head.
Is this your regular brotherly performance?
Just like last night, the drunk standing on the ground awarded a score of 10 while crazily praising the one on the ground.
Wu Chang shook his head, thinking that such a brutal act was impactful the first time, but much less so the second.
As he turned to leave, the voice of the drunk rang out behind him.
"Hey, outsider, welcome to Shelter 88, enjoy your stay!"
Wu Chang turned around in confusion, pointing at his face, and said, "We just met yesterday."
The drunk didn't answer, just waved his hand and said, "Stop trying to get all buddy-buddy; your brother was dancing at the bar all night yesterday, don't think I'm so drunk that I can't remember."
