Two..three.. four... five...
I've lost count of the amount of drinks I've had.
It's been a while since I last went drunk, and today I want nothing in my head other than bubbles because I don't want to think tonight..I wish that by morning I will forget everything about tonight.
I noticed someone sit beside me, but I was least concerned as I forced the bitter liquid down my throat.
"You declined my presence for alcohol? now I'm sure you do not have taste at all", I heard the person beside me say.
I turned to look at him sluggishly and a saw a faint image of this man that looked my dad's age.
I scoffed, "What is it with you old men and young ladies, geez didn't you have a life when you were younger?", I mumbled.
He smirked, "Old or not, I can take you round the world with just one mac
