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It all started 2 years ago in a bar in New York when Robert just turn 21 years old.
Robert's perspective Finally, I can drink alcohol with my friends, I think it's stupid that I haven't been allowed so far, anyway, an hour ago it was midnight, which means I just turned 21, I have already started to taste all the drinks brought, I feel my throat burn from the fault of a few drinks but I don't stop, we are going to a bar because the drinks start to end here. I pull on my coat because it seems a bit cold outside considering it's December, I declined the calls from Célia, my girlfriend, I try to tie my shoelaces, the problem is that I barely know how to tie them and I'm a little bit drunk, I abandon any attempt to tie my laces and I start running towards my friends who left me behind. We leave the apartment and we all start laughing, I don't know if it was something funny here or if we're just drunk. Some of my friends are starting to fight with snowballs, sudden I think I like New York. I don't even realize where I'm going and I don't care, I'm too careful to look at all the Christmas lights and the crowd of people who seem to grow even bigger during Christmas, people from all over the country came to visit their relatives or just to see the beauty of the city during the holidays. It's the first birthday I spend without my parents and probably the first Christmas I will celebrate alone, my parents are on holiday in Bora Bora, but I'm not complaining, I like it without them, every year I had to endure to stay with some arrogant kids, now that I've moved to New York I can do almost anything I want, but only on the Weekend, if I missed a single college course or made something bad I would get into big trouble with my parents, my parents and the university director are friends, they are friends from adolescence, that's how my parents first met, with the help of Mr. Torsney, a mutual friend of theirs and the university director, well that's another story that I don't know very well either. Christian turns to us, he is an extremely tall boy with long blond hair, he came here for college, his hometown being London. "I don't know where to go now" "Right, left, and then left again," says Peter, the eldest in our group. We turn right and pass a skyscraper, why a bar is next to a skyscraper? "We arrived" Peter yelled, pointing to a building that looked huge, illuminated by a pale pink light.
Alex's perspective I'm looking for the waitress to ask for another glass of Whiskey, I had already drunk about 3 or 4 or 5 I don't even remember and I don't even care, in the best case I will enter an alcoholic coma and I would die, and if I died what? It wouldn't be a big deal, nor do I think anyone would notice... I find a waitress who was staring everywhere with her big green eyes, when she finally sees me and fills the glass with one of the things that made me happy, without realizing a little smile appears on my face while I drink my favorite drink. From the guilt of drinks, I don't seem to hear anything, all my silence is ruined by the laughter of some idiots, all dressed in black, with coats down to the ground, they stay on a red sofa and order Expensive champagnes, they were rich kids, these are the worst, they are extremely arrogant and they bullying you every time they have the opportunity, their parents give them a lot of money, but they spend it on all kinds of drinks I didn't even receive $ 5 from my parents, when I was ten my father went to jail, since then my mother and I moved to a little house, because of the suffering of losing my father, she started to drug herself and that's how I lost her too, now I don't know anything about any of them and maybe it's better that way ... One of them gets up and comes towards me, I can't wait to hear what he has to say, he had a silly face with a big smile and almost fell off his feet, I stare at him, and he starts laughing, I try to realize if he was laughing at me, which was most likely, or he was just drunk. "Hi!" he doesn't stop laughing, his friends seemed to have forgotten about him. "I just turn 21." "Oh yes? Bravo you do something important " "Yes, I know." He says as if he didn't realize the sarcasm in my voice or maybe he didn't realize. His head starts to begin to sway from side to side as he approached me. "You're gay?" "What matters? Can't you go back to your friends or even better go back to your Penthouse, bought by your rich parents ?!" Without realizing it I start screaming, his smile doesn't go away and he starts to laugh, he says a simple "no" "Know that it is a sin and you will end up in Hell!" "Who said I was? And I'm not going anywhere!" "But you don't want to know if you are or not?" "No, because I already know what I am, thank you" What do I keep saying? I don't know anything but I'm better off lying ... "Eh, then I'm going to look for someone else bye" "What you mean?..." "I want to explore my sexuality, because I'm starting to get confused" he suddenly becomes serious, was he serious or he was just kidding, if he only knew that I was extremely confused about myself and making bad jokes, but if he is just the right person I was waiting for? "My number is +1 202-555-0198" His smile reappears, now I felt uncomfortable, what had I just done? My phone vibrates "Hello." For a drunk man, he spoke a little too correctly "Hi" "I can fuck you?" I'm not sending him any more messages, it's clear that it was a joke, my phone was constantly vibrating, he is just drunk, he didn't want anything and I'm so stupid that I thought he wants this, why I trust people so fast?
