If you have ever heard of conversation between men, you may find lots of self-claims lies in between, like a jungle that is claimed to be breeding place for dragon. You dont believe the existence of dragon, and yet you refuse to walk alone in the jungle fearing dragon may just appear out of no where.
But if you have ever heard of conversation between men that barely know each other, superficial and yet comfortable, is what you might have described it, like a smooth flowing river.
"She has no memories of me," Adam repeated the sentence again without any emotion in it.
"Must be hard for you," Eidur answered without sounding surprised at all. Eidur pulled out a cigarette from the red colour Marlborough cigarette pack, and threw the whole package to Adam.
Adam subconsciously moved up his right hand and hold up the cigarette.
" I don't smoke," He placed the cigarette pack on the table.
"I know, just thought you might want to have one now," Eidur answered without looking at him. Instead, he was looking at his lighter, trying to lit up the cigarette.
"She doesn't likes men that smoke." Adam answered without questioning how Eidur know that he doesn't smoke.
"She might not remember that, " Eidur puffed out.
"She remembered, everything," Adam galluped up the whole glass of water.
"Seems like i've added too much whiskey in your coffee," Eidur grinned as he seems to be proud of what he had done. liquer, is what you need, my man.
" Maybe you did give me too much whiskey," Adam grinned back at him
Eidur walked into the kitchen and come out with a bottle on his hand.
Bang! he placed the bottle of whiskey on the table in front of Adam.
" Whiskey, is never too much," Eidur grinned again.
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