Who Needs a Hotel?

I wasn´t there, so I can´t be sure, but I think it happened like this. They showed up to the Hotel Castillo´s outside bar around nine, before the rain. At some point they must have felt pinned in by the downpour, and only one option presented itself: continue drinking cheap Nicaraguan rum until the rain stopped.

What I do know for sure, is that they were still there at five in the morning-- slumped over their glasses asleep.