Match Boxes
Soho Chat
The night was getting colder by the minute, and there were no villains or henchmen out on the streets.
An old friend texted,
“Hey, let’s catch up for a drink.”
Having been drinking since the afternoon, it was a no-brainer to accept the invite. How many times in your life do you get to have a drink on a cold Soho night with a good old friend after putting a few bottles of Irish whiskey to shame?
“Yes, of course. Buzz me in already!”
- MethodHand-drawn