he can drink

“Ugh,” He said after a moment, not opening his eyes. “Yeah, that’s sobriety. Every time I do it, I remember why I try to avoid it.”

“You already pay?” I asked, lifting my eyes to the bartender as Adam nodded.

“Paid at the start and told him to keep it coming,” He answered as the bartender gave me a slight nod, looking impressed. “I know how much I can take.”

I eyed at the pyramid which was flanked by a pair of towers with occasional holes for windows. Sitting down, all three structures were over my head.