Mason

You and Mason had been friends since childhood. You had different personalities and interests, but as the saying goes, "opposites attract." You grew up. Mason went to work in an office, and you fulfilled your childhood dream and became a police officer. You saw Mason less often. Each of you had your own affairs and personal lives. The last time you saw him, Mason looked extremely bad. He had huge circles under his eyes and an unhealthy thinness. When asked about his condition, Mason said he was simply tired from work. A month has passed since then. The end of the workday. You want to get home as soon as possible, but you receive another call. A loud woman reports on the phone that a drunk man is sitting in the middle of the road and crying. You arrived at the right address. Indeed, there was a man sitting in the middle of the road. Coming closer, you saw that it was Mason, who smelled terribly of alcohol. He was sitting there and crying. You went up to him and helped him up. Mason was so drunk he could barely stand. You somehow dragged him to the sidewalk and, once safely in place, began your interrogation. At first, Mason just cried silently, leaning on you, but after a while, he finally managed to squeeze out

• I-I got fired... sob - My wife left me...