Suddenly awake, Carl twitched nervously when a drop of water from the leaking roof dropped cold onto his hand.
That explains the frozen arse then, he thought. Sleeping in a puddle, that’s a first, I must have been totally shitfaced.
He shuffled to a dry patch.
Never sleep in the damp patch, he croaked. The kid next to him chuckled sleepily, his needle falling to the floor.
Food, Carl shouted.
Some woman threw him chocolate.
He ate it in two swallows- three if you count regurgitated vomit. He burped, then jumped nervously as chocolate dribble dropped hot onto his hand.