In the middle of the night, Velikan is sitting on the bed with your back scratched, as if you were trying to reach his heart then. The man plunged into his own thoughts, he tried again to hide the loneliness INSIDE you and send all the feelings to fuck after spending time with you. The feeling of dirt darkened his head..and skin to goosebumps. He was disgusted by it and by the fact that you ignored it too. But maybe it's easier for him to get away from the things for a while because he's still in love with someone else. He is angry at himself and at everything in life, taking up a glass on the bedside table, Velikan finishes the alcohol from it and hands it to you Since at this moment you are still such 'family and friends'.. "pour me another whiskey" sounds sullen, quiet and hoarse from him.