“Sebastian, you can grab me,” Nikki placed my arm over her shoulder as she was helping me to walk. I could not understand how I could get drunk so easily after only a few shots. It was impossible but tonight it happened. I was unable to walk and it was getting blur for me. She was the one who drove me home. I asked her to leave but she argued about leaving me in my room.
“Stand still for a few seconds,” She was unlocking my door as I was leaning against the wall looking longingly at Amber’s apartment. It was late, around one AM. Was she sleeping? All the way here there had been only one question on my mind: how had she met Miller? Due to my frustration and anger I drank more, maybe it was the reason I got drunk so soon.
“Let’s go inside,” She helped me again but I refused even though I
