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The first impact was enough to knock the still drunk Lea unconscious for a bit. He could still hear loud noises, and he felt something, or someone, on top of him being in some sort of struggle. However, it was impossible for him to open his eyes to see what was actually going on. His head felt like it was about to explode, and the need to throw up manifested itself at the back of his throat. Luckily enough, he was too out of it to actually care.

A few good minutes had passed, and Lea realized the weight on top of him was gone. He slowly opened his eyes, the man that had crashed into him and the big bartender were gone...he was laying on the floor all by myself. As he got up, the headache came rushing back. He definitely needed some "regular" water, quick. 

Lea walked his way over to the counter, grabbed himself a glass, filled it with tap water...and started chugging.