The Station Pt. 3

Andrew was feeling lightheaded so he leaned back on the bench as the double doors to the station flung open. A tsunami of daylight flooded the dark station, almost washing Andrew away.

A man, clearly intoxicated, staggered into the station.

"Okay, where the hell is my train?" the belligerent man yelled.

The attendant said, "They have all been delayed, senor."

"Shit!" the man yelled. "Oh well," he said as he pulled a silver hip flask from his pocket and unscrewed the lid, "might as well take the edge off."

He went to sit down on the benches, still chugging away...