MINT
Alec was going for his third pint of drink. At this point, I had gotten tired of asking him why he wanted to drink with me,
What was on his mind, why he had been cold and withdrawn from us since I woke up from coma and why he had been especially avoiding me?
“You have to take it easy, Beta, the liquor is a really strong one.” The dark-haired bartender whispered, staring worriedly at Alec.
He chuckled dryly, gazing at her unsteadily and was about to take another swig when I caught his hand. “Even the bartender is worried about you, Alec, did you call me here to watch you get wasted?”
He surrendered and dropped the glass on the table. Staring at his drink, he smiled sadly, his light brown hair dazzling under the bar’s red light. I knew he had so much to say, but can’t just wrap
