Bini one shots

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Gwen's POV

The taste of alcohol has never been pleasant to me, I've never liked it nor enjoyed it, that's why I'm questioning myself why am I holding a glass of whiskey in my hand.

The burn down my throat as I throw the liquor down my throat has never felt good, it's fucking awful. I turned towards the bartender and raised my hand, signalling for another shot which she gladly gave me.

Am I drunk? I questioned myself and started assessing how I feel, I'm not. I convinced myself enough and took another shot. Why am I even drinking? I asked myself again.

I don't really know why I'm here, is it because of all the shit that's happened in my life? I swore to never drink unless it's an occasion or without my friends, you see I have this thing called an alcoholic father. It stopped me from drinking most of my life because of the fear that I'll be like him, people tell me I'm far from being like him but it's still a valid fear, right?

I am my father's daughter after all.

I turned my seat to observe the place, drink firmly clutched in my hand, I may want to get drunk but I don't wanna get drugged. It's a chill bar, I like it. There's people dancing on the dance floor and they all seem to be having a good time, good for them, I thought to myself. The lights don't hurt my eyes, or maybe it's just dim enough where I am, I honestly have no idea.

It's my first time going out alone, I've always gone out with friends or someone when going to places like this. A vibration from my pockets caught my attention, I immediately took my phone out to look at what caused it. It's past 10 already? I questioned as the glowing lights of my phone beamed to my face, my eyes scanned it before settling on the notification.

Manager
Please get your things tomorrow.

Well, now I remember why I was drinking, I just lost my job. I chuckled bitterly as I put my phone back and asked for another drink. A few more minutes passed and I already lost count of how many drinks I've had and I'm sure I'm nearing my limit already.

I took my phone out once again, everything was spinning already so as much as I tried to type my password, I couldn't. I sighed in frustration before settling my head on the counter to try and sober up a bit. I turned to the bartender and asked for water before downing it in one go and trying again. It took me a couple of minutes before I successfully unlocked it.

I immediately went into my contacts and pressed the first one I saw, it took a couple of rings before she picked up.

"Hello?" a familiar voice asked, a smile immediately spread across my lips. Home, I thought immediately

"Mikhs" I whispered, I felt my voice crack as I tried not to cry.

"Gwen? Where are you?" She asked, voice clearly worried about me, I chuckled before answering her.

"I don't know" I said honestly, I'm getting sleepy now.

"Are you drunk?" She asked again, I can hear her moving around her apartment, Is she gonna fetch me? I only hummed as an answer.

"Are you with someone right now?" She asked, now I can hear her door close.

"Nope" making the P pop as I raised my hand to ask for a glass of water again. Hangover is gonna be a bitch tomorrow. I can hear her mutter stuff in frustration as she runs down the stairs.

"Can you turn on your location for me, Babi?" She said, in a gentle voice. I pouted, although I know she can't see me right now. I'm too dizzy. I thought to myself but I still tried my best.