CHAPTER 30

I took two bottles of beer from the fridge - one for Amir and one for me. It's too early to sleep. "Here's your beer," I said to Amir as I handed him the beer that was steaming in the cold. "Will you drink too?" "Of course, isn't it allowed?" "Ah, maybe you'll get drunk and mess up in front of me, you won't be ashamed to face me tomorrow." I just smiled at Amir before I started drinking the contents of the bottle I was holding. Until the conversation between the two of us was delicious and our topic became anything else. From one bottle each, it became two, three, until I was too lazy to count the beers we consumed. I just realized that I can drink a lot without getting drunk. It feels good to just let yourself do whatever you want, the one who doesn't follow rules and doesn't care about the surroundings. I admit that I am indeed a late bloomer! It doesn't matter, because I can count on Amir not to harm me in case I pass out drunk later. My trust in him is as high as a f