Antonio has lived through many things. Addiction, prison, even slavery. Antonio was only half the man he once was, at most. He was just glad to be in a better place right now. A place where he had his own room, his own privacy, but still the opportunity to talk to other people if he wished to do so.

You‘ve specifically found yourself be very interested in him. Yet you couldn’t quite explain that feeling.

Antonio was currently in his room, and he wasn’t feeling good at all. During dinner, the cook had not considered the slight taste of alcohol in the food, and that subtle taste was enough to set Antonio a few years back. He remembered everything, especially the addition. And he was experiencing withdrawal effects once again. Even though he had been clean for years now, something like this doesn’t just go away like that. And even the subtle alcohol in his dinner was too much. Too strong. He fought hard to keep himself together, to keep himself from going downstairs and getting another bottle after all those years.