la's

called off. A little girl with brown eyes enters as the

sobbed. "I hate life." I don't care if some people think I

een spending the previous few days in the hotel room next

o an accident while Alice offered to perform the beating on her ow

years ago. Things do not go well, for example, when a young, inebriate

ter flinging the cover away

into my pillow as I contin

this room! It's tattooing itself since y

e tries to remove the blanket from me, I

r as Alice grabbed my leg and pulled me from the bed. "Ow," I

e dismissed my suffering. "Muffin! Greg!" she bl

his brow and stroking his dark hair. Greg was crossing his arms and showin

lled me by the ankle into her hotel room. She persisted even a

ing, "Don't let her take me," Alice pulled my hand

g me out. "I hate

the club room. My dark blue dress continued to tug highe

ithout his sweater, which she wore with a short black

ypical elegant attire, which consisted of

s way, please," he gestured to a private table in the clubroom's corner. I smacked my head against

ut his arms around me and patted my back after I fl

how long I had been lying on Greg's shoulder. I screa

o talk to you for over an hour, bu

on. "I'm sad." He patted

wing it. I took another and did the same thing. I reached f

! The agony is still there. I

it will be okay, Sh

n strangers stared at us. Rather, he wipes away my tears and keeps consoling me

taking shot after shot. Greg and Neilson sat on the outside of the booth to e

dumb! "Stupid pe

as she screamed, "Stupi

reg's ear. He gave me a loo

ered the glass and

lay off the alcohol,"

ir as I looked at him and grinned. "Lovering alcohol

nger in the air that swayed back and forth as she continued, "A microscopic single-celled organism that eat

l makes us feel good since it helps us release serotonin, dopamine, and

uming ethanol in rotting fruit because it has a strong, distinctive smell, making it easy to locate, easy

ver done so. I leaned in Greg's direction. "Our ape ancestor started eatin

e a raised e

dapted for consuming alcohol, silly."

. I feel his body as I drop my hands. "Such a nice body, too." He did not stop me from bit

ust as I was ready to slide my hands beneath his shirt. She sa

ck look. "This means the

he sat there and no

bed across Neilson's lap

on't think that's such a good

d, "Muffin, you decide, dance with

loor. As she rubbed her body all over him like a jellyfish, I saw him pro

e gave a disapproving shake of his head. "Why not?" I whimpered and c

xpression as the club light glistens across his sharp features. With hot, a

y back, and he slides a hand smoothly down my lower back. Greg grabbed