LIAM
Three hours into drinking and brooding over my foolishness, I was already feeling a bit tipsy, but I still ordered more shots of vodka. I was looking at getting myself totally drunk and then having a kind person call me a cab or take me home. I would only leave here when I must have become drunk so I could go straight to bed and sleep away my misery.
I belched loudly, downing another shot in quick succession.
"I am so foolish," I muttered and belched again. "And a coward at that."
Going over the events that happened in the last few days. I failed both as a best friend and an admirer. I shouldn't have scurried off with another girl, leaving my best friend and crush behind.
I downed another shot, recalling the hurt that clouded her face as I walked away with Winnie. Now I regret
