Chapter 11 His Euphoria

• The evening was still young and the sun was yet to sleep but to Irish, it felt the dawn had already fallen on him. The earth seemed to be at its rock end for him– just like that, he drove on and before he could realize it, he was back at the hospital.
• A gentle tap from his car window woke him from his trance. " Hey, are you alright ?" the familiar silhouettes asked but the glass broke off his hearing.
• "Huh?"His brows raised quizzically and that's when he took notice of his surroundings. "...roll it down " She pointed at the glass and he immediately did so.