There Stacey went again. She was someone who would have to get up where she fell.
The two chatted and sipped away. Hosier almost worked his head off, trying to pry the bottle from Stacey's hands, as he knew she was only trying to get drunk.
"Cut it out, Stacey. You're already drunk!"
By that time, she had already drank an entire bottle of tequila. As the bottle emptied, she slowly started to understand how the world loved such a putrid drink so well.
It turned out that such a poison was just perfect to melt down all sorrows.
"I've already gone this far. You might as well... leave me alone," she pushed Hosier away with the last bit of her strength and said, "This is my last bit of freedom."
Hosier could only give up and watch her forced smile.
During their talk, Stacey told him about
