Alex couldn't help but suppress a scoff when the girl remarked that nothing ever happened. Taking another sip of his drink, he shook his head.
"I disagree. I think there's too much going on in the world. Way too much. Too many things being built, too many technologies being developed, too many babies being born, too many people dying, too many games, too many wars, too much stealing and surveillance and writing and talking and driving and flying and singing and dancing and loving and hating... It's like the emptiness is being polluted by things and events and people. And while I don't think that's a bad thing, it does get pretty pissy once in a while." He said honestly.

"Then death... I hate it. Not death itself, the idea people have about it. The stupid romanticism about it. People try and make it pretty, something that is their friend, a place in Heaven or Hell or rebirth or just nothingness. But the truth is, death is none of those things. Death is when everything you are, what you were, what's you'll ever be, it's gone. Poof. Bye bye. That's it. You had your run, and now you get nothing. And then you rot. People don't seem to understand that when you die, you rot. You rot, you stink, you become worm food. Or ashes. Or diamonds. I hear they can do that nowadays." he mused, downing the rest of his drink before dropping it in the pool. The ice cubes floated, the glass sank.

Standing up and lighting another cigarette, he put his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky. 
"... Where I used to live, you could actually see them. Not like this, with all the light pollution. Probably the only nice thing about that place. But it doesn't exist anymore, so I don't care."

A third crash came, this one louder and closer. He could hear the chantings growing louder and louder for them to fight, along with the breaking of several bottles. He winced. That poor scotch...

Letting out a sigh, he flicked the butt of his cigarette away, giving the girl a sideways glance.
"Well, I'm out of here. I want to be gone before the cops come. I'd suggest you take the bus. It doesn't seem like anyone is going to be driving home tonight."