"Beer of whiskey?" Isaac asks, a challenge in his eyes. "Brandy," I switch it up, the guys oehing over my change of drink. I only drank whiskey because Victoria always complained about the smell of Brandy on my breath whenever I drank, but Audrey wouldn't mind the smell. "Back to the old days," James beams, eyeing Rico with a smug grin.
"Old drink, but not the old me," Because the old me was a bit of a disaster, and since Victoria came around, helping me with my career, I've been doing better. Mentally, financially, emotionally. I've been better and I do not miss the person I was, but now I can do even better than I am doing now.
"How's the switch up going?" James asks, still grinning like a fool. The switch up, as they like to call my love life, refers to the moment I started to choose
