Beerhouse
This beerhouse is one of the most famous beerhouse in the city. Lots of customers keep coming inside and the place is so crowded just like it used to be on another Friday evenings. My friends are shouting over to the other friend, trying to communicate with each other without much success because of the loud music from several huge speakers that fill the place with their noisy sound everywhere.
A dozen of people try to dance to the music. I’m not sure if they are doing that because they enjoy the music or because they are drunk and have already lost their behavior’s control, or, more likely, because of that two sexy girls who dance in the middle of the dance floor.
And just like the loud music, thick smoke from cigarette fills every empty space in the place. My jacket will surely get this ugly smell unavoidably and I will have to wash it again although I just washed it few days ago. I’m quite sure that tonight I’m going to have a bad sleep. Although I will take a shower but this smoke that I keep breathing in for hours would definitely left some chemical stuff inside my lungs that will make me feel tired. When I think about it, this beerhouse is actually nothing but a small, uncomfortable box that fully holds loud music and cigarette’s smoke. And the light is so dim and enables people to see things just poorly.
Alcohol from four glasses of beer takes effect on me--I’m getting drunk. I think; was that the fourth glass of beer or the fifth one? What the heck! Why do people smoke cigarette in here? Isn’t smoking forbidden?!? Gosh, someone turn off this stupid music, please! And at the same time my friends are still talking, or shouting actually. I’m not sure what are they talking about. Not even know with whom they are talking to.
Friend’s words scattering, filling the air in front of me. I'm not listening to them anymore and my thought is at somewhere else. I think about the glass-clear sea water, bright blue sky, beautiful sunlight that is so warm and cozy in the late summer afternoon. I think about the gentle sea breeze that is so clean and refreshing... and the rhythmic sound of waves hitting seashore seems to come out of nowhere.
A dozen of people try to dance to the music. I’m not sure if they are doing that because they enjoy the music or because they are drunk and have already lost their behavior’s control, or, more likely, because of that two sexy girls who dance in the middle of the dance floor.
And just like the loud music, thick smoke from cigarette fills every empty space in the place. My jacket will surely get this ugly smell unavoidably and I will have to wash it again although I just washed it few days ago. I’m quite sure that tonight I’m going to have a bad sleep. Although I will take a shower but this smoke that I keep breathing in for hours would definitely left some chemical stuff inside my lungs that will make me feel tired. When I think about it, this beerhouse is actually nothing but a small, uncomfortable box that fully holds loud music and cigarette’s smoke. And the light is so dim and enables people to see things just poorly.
Alcohol from four glasses of beer takes effect on me--I’m getting drunk. I think; was that the fourth glass of beer or the fifth one? What the heck! Why do people smoke cigarette in here? Isn’t smoking forbidden?!? Gosh, someone turn off this stupid music, please! And at the same time my friends are still talking, or shouting actually. I’m not sure what are they talking about. Not even know with whom they are talking to.
Friend’s words scattering, filling the air in front of me. I'm not listening to them anymore and my thought is at somewhere else. I think about the glass-clear sea water, bright blue sky, beautiful sunlight that is so warm and cozy in the late summer afternoon. I think about the gentle sea breeze that is so clean and refreshing... and the rhythmic sound of waves hitting seashore seems to come out of nowhere.
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