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Re-thinking, The surface isn't greater than the underground actually. The sun is horrible, the bottle is almost as big as his torso and the bag threatens to snap with every step he gives, the walk home is long and the bottle is heavy, the unpavimented street makes it even worse. By the time he gets home, the drink won't be cold anymore and he has to go back to return the bottle afterwards. It's just summer, that's kinda what happens. His brother is taller, he could do this more easily, but he didn't want to, so, there it is, someone had to get the drinks for the family gathering.