Today is a normal day.
Weekend is over, and classes start again. Just after the morning classes, I could see the drowsiness and tiredness on the faces of the students as I walked down the hallway. Some of them are working students, and some of them have hangovers, or they just don’t have enough sleep because of overusing their gadgets at night.
“Via!” I stopped walking and waited for the person who called my nickname to get where I was.
“My head hurts!” She complained when she got in front of me. Her eyes were still closed while massaging her temples. “I’m not going to drink alcohol anymore.”
“Drink more until I see you one day lying in one of the hospital beds,” I coldly stated and left her there frowning.
She has a lot of friends, and everybody knows she's always at bars. She drinks alcohol almost every day. So, she was always like that, looking like a walking zombie because of the dark circle below her eyes. Fortunately, there's a concealer that will hide the dark circle in her eyes.
I don't like wasting my time, especially hanging out on Bars. I'd rather read books than drink alcohol with a bunch of strangers.