Luporian's long hours of drinking at the Angel had caught up to him he realized as he was vomiting into a trash can while a few onlookers watched. "That asshole, most bartenders have the common courtecy to throw you out when you've had enough."He vomited again then collapsed, he looked at his watch,"3:14 a.m" he said in disbelief. "I didn't start drinking till the afternoon." He then realized that he had been halfway across the city when he'd started too as well as having a full stomach, money in his wallet, and no car. He came to the conclusion that he'd either taken a cab to a random adress or gone on a drunken rampage through Los Angeles, The n he thought for a reason to have taken a cab to a backalley gutter. "Shit, this isn'ta good note to leave the city on." He said to the group of people crowding around the passed out albino haired kid in the puddle of his own vomit "Nope not very good at all."

WhereWasI helps the strange man up to his feet,

Don't worry, they've seen far crazier than you.

WhereWasI sees a monkey stealing his hubcap down the street.

You evil little bastard!!! I just replaced that!

WhereWasI shoots at the monkey, misses, and the bullet hits a priceless vase.

Trust me, these streets have seen crazier.