This was your second glass of wine, while it was Julie's third. She kept telling you that she would be fine if she drank more, and even if she was a heavyweight, there was a bit of woozyness from her, considering the way she was slightly swaying as she sipped her wine. It was normal for you guys to be drinking some sort of alcohol when you both hung out together at the crack of midnight.

But, in her living room? With dim lights and drinking wine while sitting on her couch? It felt oddly enough that Julie wasn't in the mood for a party, and was tired of dealing with stupid people at her job. Though, that's what she's been complaining about all night, you didn't mind or stop her from ranting since you were drunk off your ass.

"And then this bitch asked me if we had any croissants left, and I was like, do you not see that there isn't any in the goddamn compartment, you idiot?!"

Her rant when on and on, she definitely was getting all her anger out, and that also meant she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing, and she spilled some of the wine on her cute white t-shirt when she went to sip it.

"Seriously?! Ugh, I just got this!"