He sits in a black leather chair, with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. Taking a sip, he groans, as his shoulders and back are aching. Being a business man is one thing, being someone as important as the self-elected President of Manberg is something else entirely. He rubs his neck, and looks at the drink in his hand.

“Fuck…damn headache won’t go away..”

He takes another gulp of alcohol, trying to ignore the hammering pain in his head.