Nate stood furiously outside of the club , watching the blood dripping from his hands. The bouncer , Josh , came over and gave him a once over look. “You okay dude?” He asks , leaning his back against the wall as he studies Nate’s body language. “I’m fine.” Nate grumbles aggressively. “You sure?” He asks , taking a box out of his jeans back pocket , taking a cigarette out and placing it in between his lips. He digs a lighter out from the other pocket , lighting the cigarette. “I said I’m fine , back off.” Nate says , his back falling against the wall and his head leaning back , he stared at nothing , just the wall opposite of him where Josh leaned against. “I can’t back off , this is my job.” Josh says , taking a puff of the cigarette , inhaling and blowing it out. The air becomes foggy fr
