I didn't know why I went with Cliff. Maybe because I felt lonely that I didn't want to go home alone just yet. Maybe because I wanted not to think of Dean. It would just made me sad so I'd rather hangout and forget everything?
Cliff could never do anything to me anyway. I could manage myself.
We stopped on a bar and I was hesitating at first but Cliff dragged me inside and ordered a drink for me. I refused alcohol but Cliff ignored me.
"Why go to a bar to drink soft drinks? We're here to forget everything." He said and dragged a shot of Mojito on the counter in front of me.
"Your treat." I said and he chuckled.
"I told you it's on my tab." He said and I grabbed the glass and and chugged the tequila, raw.
"That's bold. I like it." He chuckled and raised his hand for seconds.
I twiste
