Vitch staggered down a back alley to his house on corusant, he was very drunk. He tried rolling into a ball and rolling his way home like he ussaly did on a non drunken night but he always ended up running into piles of trash or walls. He steped on something gooey and icky, he looked down at his foot. <Ack!> Vitch said in Amani. He dragged his foot across the ground many times to get the goo off. Storm troopers rushed past him. <Oooh is it mist?> Vitch walked out of the Alley and into a big area. <Where am I?> Vitch looked around. <Ah...> Vitch walked staggered down the area till he reached a tall door. Vitch opened it with his key card then went in and closed and locked the door. He fell onto his bed and slept off the drunkeness.