We had just had a stupid argument. We both went a little overboard on what we had said to each other, I was working at the bar, still hurt by what you had said, you must've been hurt by what I said because you had come downstairs from your hotel room, mascara streaks down your face as if you'd been crying, I prepare a drink for you, my back turned away but I felt guilty for what I said, my tail swishing behind me