Old friend After i had drank a cold water, i left my flat to visit my old friend. We have't seen each other from university study time, and that was a long time ago. Also, i shall go to the bank to take cash in case we decide to drink, and we will, i feel this. When i saw him, i noticed, that he hasn't changed. All the same cheerful and good-natured person, but prone to aggressive behavior if he can't do something. He offered me to go to the garden house and sit right here a little. Fortunately, the weather was hot, and the street was quiet. He was telling me about how he's is doing, where he works and what he does in his life. I know, that i shouldn't think like this, especially about friend, but his manner of talking has been making me mad. He did't give me a chance to say about how i'm doing. After that, he bringed the box of beer and started to devastate of bottles from alcohol and didn't pay attention on enybody else and keep talking about his philosophical stuff. i had thought, that if i go away from the house, he wouldn't even notice that. So i done that and when i have been going home i just heard that he had been continue talking, but alone for now. Good Meeting.