The tips of my fingers grew cold and stuff as my grip tightened around the bottle of Bourbon I was holding as if it were my last bit of sanity and perhaps it was.
My throat no longer burned and I was positive those in a mile radius of me could find themselves scowling as the stench of alchol made itself known.
No one seemed to know who I was and I knew it had to be that way or else the press would throw a fit. After all, too many people looked up to me and in many ways that was pressure in itself.
Out of the corner og my eyes Ispotted a small cafe' although it appeared to be closing up. I sqyintrf my eyes and saw a girl wiping away at the tables in a hurry. She was absolutely breath taking and I didn't have to be sober to notice it. Her hair was long and brown and her skin reminded me of caramel and how much I love it.
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Fanfiction"So tell me again why you are always eyeball deep in those things. Don't you have an I don't know...life to attend to?" "Oh, you mean that thing that I desperately want you to walk out of. I'm pretty sure it hasn't entirely sank into oblivion." __...
