Bad habits and good laughs

I know I should not take another drink. Everything in me screamed that I should just go home, sleep and then wake up at least a little bit fresh. The hours until I have to be on work are counting down more and more the longer I stare into my glass. I should really go to bed, wake up and look presentable for work, like the image I am supposed to portray for the other employees and the guests. Still with these thoughts in my head I hear a friend in the background ask if anybody wants another drink. A quick look at my watch tells me it is already 3 hours passed midnight. Too late now for a good sleep anyway. "Sure I'll have another beer, please." The words escape my mouth the same moment that my mind settles on regretting this all in the morning. You are only young once right?