Euthyphro was getting dizzy. He had changed hands so many times he didn't know where he was anymore. And then again, he was off to someone else, being thrown onto the wet counter covered in sweat and beer and... he didn't want to know.
"Well what did you expect?" a tall girl asked. "Did you think it would be calm?" She picked him up. "Anyway, I need to get a beer, this is a little rough to handle sober."
Euthyphro was having a harder time talking. He could always get to Sophia, no matter his state, but tonight was off, it wasn't easy like always. And then he saw him.
"Edgar? I didn't know you'd be here tonight."
"Neither did I. Where's Sophia?"
She was gone. She had gone to get a beer and then she disappeared, they couldn't find her, and they were being passed from hand to hand with so few ways to get to her, and what were they going to do, they needed her, she helped them exist as they do...
And there she was, holding a beer and talking to a man with small green eyes. She was fine, and they were fine. They weren't there to help her that night. This was something they needed to see.
Berlin
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