DESMOND
The night had dawned and Ana was yet to show up. I checked my wristwatch which displayed seven minutes past eight. I wriggled my head before indulging myself with a glass of whiskey again. The moment I emptied my cup, she sauntered into the cafeteria. I watched her carefully as she strode to my table.
"I'm so sorry that I came later than scheduled. Something came up and I had to deal with it." She said while she took a seat on the other side of the table.
"It's okay. I understand. Would you like to have anything?" I asked while my tight eyebrow arched upwards.
"Beer would do." She answered immediately and I frowned slightly.
"Are you sure?" I sported a quizzical look and she nodded.
"Yup. That's the only thing that can make me sane at this point."
"Are you okay?"
She
