Infiltration

Once he stepped into the pub, Harrod looked around the crowded place that was kicked alive by the stench of alcohol and glass cups which were everywhere on the wooden tables, the chairs, and in the hands of people. The place was stuffed and full as everyone seemed busy having fun and drinking their lives out.

The place was so crowded that there wasn't much space to even stand as it neared nighttime.

Up ahead, the were others who sat facing the bar, seemingly cast out from the others.

A lot of the people around were passed out on the floor and the tables, and every corner after having had too many shots than they could handle. But nobody cared as they just moved past them like nothing.

Some stumbled on bodies and fell on the floor, while others learned from this and watched their steps.

It seemed quite like a waste ground instead, with drunk men and women everywhere.

The way they all chatted and laughed hysterically as though there were no sanity left in them made the place look li