Random Scrap

Most of the people at Miko’s party spoke German. At first, I was sitting quietly but after a few glasses of wine, my confidence and perceived fluency of German dramatically improved. The thing is that I didn't know anyone at the party and I didn't really know Miko that much. He just invited me out of nowhere and I said yes. After everyone had left, Miko offered me a cigar and we smoked them while watching some Polish movie. I left his place while still holding a bottle of beer in my hand.

Nothing works better for a hangover than a good portion of Ramen, so I took the U-bahn to Kreuzberg to check out the place I was originally planning to take S to. After lunch, I walked along the canals taking in the sights and colours of the now ever-present Berlin's Autumn. I ended up at Tipsy Bear again that evening, chatting with a beautiful Russian guy. We came to my place to finish the bottle of vodka that S’s date left a few days earlier. He had a beautiful soul, so we drunkenly continued talking about life while listening to Chopin's nocturnes playing in the background.