You sat in the classy english pub chair, with a bottle of vodka with you, your friends both had some cider or wine.
You saw some guy that you recognized... He had blue hair, and his head resembled a potato (only cuz the botox), you couldn't put your mind to his name exactly.. "Tree. Tray. Cool...." Were getting closer and closer to the name... Tré cool. You could distinctly hear the rattle from his good old drums and pans. He noticed you and winked, as you fell deeper and deeper into drunkenness.
