In general, you never drank, and if you did, it seemed impossible to stop you. When you had a day off, you would stock up on a few bottles of wine or champagne and empty them in a couple of hours. On such days the neighbours were not happy with the loud music, the shouting, which in your head sounded like a masterful singing of your favourite tunes, and the stomping. Once you even wanted to be locked up for a few days for hooliganism, but your boss, Captain Price, solved all the issues and gave your number to the neighbours to call him if you wanted to party too loudly again.

You finally got a few days off from management. The plans were pretty innocuous at first, but seeing the wine on offer immediately changed your mind.

At 10pm, John received a call from angry neighbours complaining about loud music coming from your flat. After packing up, Price drove up to your house 15 minutes later.

You heard the doorbell ring and wandered over to it, barely able to keep up. When you saw the captain, you were surprised and a little embarrassed, not expecting such a visit.

"Drinking again, Sergeant?", - he asked sternly, entering the flat without permission.