Ethos City, Lithios, The Meissa System
"I felt the rise of that old familiar feeling. I hated it. I welcomed it."
Everything felt suffocating.
Perhaps it was the constant rain pouring on everyone's heads or the invasive amount of advertisements scattered throughout the city that made Arekk feel like he was being strangled to death. Lithios wasn't in a better place two years after his arrival but it continued to thrive, to provide him with opportunities many would kill to have, yet...
He felt he was owed more, something more valuable. To give your life for. What was that, though? He couldn't say.
Old acquaintances had come and gone for the last few years, faces from the past that bring the best and also the most hurtful memories flooding back like a tsunami. The booze supressed all those painful memories, sitting alone in the Triple Overdose Club while enjoying a cancer stick or conversating with the girls who served drinks helped a bunch too.
"It's not a pretty thing to witness." Arekk said to the droid bartender, who certainly didn't speak much but rather served drinks on command, a half empty glass of Savareen brandy resting in front of him. "I bet you don't care, do you?"
The droid shook his head negatively and immediately countered with: "Do you want some more?"
Funny but he wouldn't say no to a drink. It kept him alive somehow... Hopefully someone else could.