I raised my glass and drained it.The liquor burned its way down my throat.Tyler and I kept drinking, one round after another. We started in the afternoon and didn't stop until nightfall, when the city lights came on."I'm done. I need to get home before my wife kills me." Tyler pushed himself unsteadily to his feet."I'll walk you back." I stood too. I'd had plenty to drink myself, but I was still more sober than he was."No, I'm good. You remember where you're staying, right? Don't go wandering off somewhere." He waved me away."It's fine. I'll walk you to the station," I insisted, and eventually he gave in."All right, all right."We stumbled out of the bar and made our way slowly down the street.Even at night, the city was alive. Pedestrians hurried along the sidewalks while traffic streamed past, and colorful signs cast shifting light across the streets."This is me, Luca. You can head back." Tyler pointed toward the station ahead."Get home safe.""You too." He gave
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