After 12am Is Dangerous

-Part 5-

♀️ Late Night Talks

Two words to describe

AWKWARD. SILENCE.

Sitting next to each other. I don't know what to do.

I opened a can. Drank it all in one shot.

Ahhhhh! That taste good.

I opened another and drank it again.

He was only staring at me. Not saying anything

I looked at him as well

My vision started to blur. From 1 he became 2.

Am I drunk?

What beer did he bought?

Why is he not saying anything?

He texted me yet will sit at the other end of the sofa?

Cans piled up before I realized that was all mine.

I'm drunk with silence...and beer.

If he is not going to say anything, then I will.

"Are you hitting on me?"