My day was hectic. You know, if I didn't grow up here, I would've concluded this place being a shithole.
I had to get some noodles on the way back. I wasn't over Dario but I wanted to. Just at least. I need a drink, not your regular kind. I mean some real hard drink. I don't really smoke, I've tried some before but remembering if the name was m*******a or just weed-weed was difficult.
Drink or smoke? I would have done anything at this point just to forget about him.
The car horn blows just in time for me to snap back to my senses. I was in the middle of the road like a homeless s**t.
“Miss please get out of the road.” He was kind enough to be polite.
“I'm sorry. I—” This is not the time to breakdown in front of everyone Mia.
“Miss, please get out of the way.” The man begged and I
