drunk | michael clifford

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"one more shot of vodka please. or just give me the bottle i don't care at this point," michael slurred, running a hand through his messy hair. the bartender looked at him with a face full of pity and michael had to look away in disgust because the last thing he wanted was pity.

"who's the girl? who made you this way?" the bartender asked in a soft voice, putting his hands on the bar in front of him. it took michael a few moments to respond because it took everything in him to talk about her without crying.

"her name is rai. she likes the same music as me, she's the smartest girl i've ever met. she hates the color yellow, but she loves wearing black. she's seen every single scary movie there is on netflix and sometimes she has to protect me when we watch them together because i'm a chicken. when she first met me she thought i was a fuckboy which i'm not so it took me a long time to get her to like me because she hates those. she played ps4 with me every single day and she was better than me at most games even though i hate to admit it. one thing she hates is eggs. one time i made her fried eggs and bacon and she pretended to like it because she didn't want to hurt my feelings because she's just so caring like that. she loves reading and listening to music when it's raining. she gets attached to fictional characters very easy and once she cried because her favorite character on teen wolf died off. she was my everything and she fucking left. she told me she couldn't live without me but it looks like she's doing just fine. i know she's okay but what do i do?" michael ended his long ramble with a helpless look in his eye and took another swig of the half full drink in front of him that was surrounded by empty glass after empty glass.
michael's slowly but surely losing himself and he doesn't know what happiness feels like anymore.

"i think you need to go home and go to sleep and take a couple aspirin," the bartender said, sliding michael's tab in his direction which he had no desire to look at.

"but that's the thing. rai is my home."
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"hi rai. i don't know why i'm calling you again because it's obvious you're never going to pick up. i'm super drunk right now as usual and i just wanted to tell you again how much i miss you. you told me you loved me, rai. how could you leave me like that after everything? i miss every single thing about you, and every time i go out and get wasted i tell myself that it's to forget you but rai, you're the only thing on my mind. people always tell me that there are other fish in the sea, but god dammit rai, you're the ocean."