08-28-2014, 10:40 AM
Calvin swung at the man in front of him, connecting heavily on the jaw. He didn't remember how the fight started, but he did remember being the one that started the fight. For some reason he was angered at the man, but didn't remember why. He really didn't care. The fight made the emotions go away.
The man in front of him swung at him, and Calvin felt the pain as the fist hit his right cheek. Igor's was a nicer bar and they apparently didn't tolerate fights. Calvin had started it, so two men grabbed him, pulling him away from the other man who was receiving an icepack. The two men dragged Calvin to the door and through him out into the snow. He tumbled and lay on the ground as a man, the owner maybe, shouted something at him in Russian and then retreated back into the bar.
Calvin laid on the ground for a moment, dazed, before trying to get up. The pain and the drunkenness made it difficult and Calvin had to try a couple of times before finally making it to his feet. Standing, he hobbled over to another building to lean on a wall and collect himself. No longer doing anything, his depression returned, clawing constantly in the back of his mind.
The man in front of him swung at him, and Calvin felt the pain as the fist hit his right cheek. Igor's was a nicer bar and they apparently didn't tolerate fights. Calvin had started it, so two men grabbed him, pulling him away from the other man who was receiving an icepack. The two men dragged Calvin to the door and through him out into the snow. He tumbled and lay on the ground as a man, the owner maybe, shouted something at him in Russian and then retreated back into the bar.
Calvin laid on the ground for a moment, dazed, before trying to get up. The pain and the drunkenness made it difficult and Calvin had to try a couple of times before finally making it to his feet. Standing, he hobbled over to another building to lean on a wall and collect himself. No longer doing anything, his depression returned, clawing constantly in the back of his mind.