Kate's upset, you both are, but this was better for both of you.. right? Her leaving?

From the bottom of her heart, she saw this coming. From the cracks in the blinds as you waited for her to come home to the shake, rattle and roll during arguments.

She knew, from the second you two stopped talking and started screaming. It was on the cards, anyone could see that. And with your stubborn personality, you'd never fold and try to understand.

She knew this from the start.

She had things packed up from the night before. You both agreed, one more drink. One more drink to ensure no hard feelings.

But feelings weren't hard, they were sad, air soaked in melancholy like a sponge. You two sat on the floor right after she walked in. You talked to her like she was new here, like she'd never been here before, but she couldn't stop you. She didn't need you to show her around, she's been everywhere near you before, on you, in your heart and soul.

But sitting here, talking, she reminded herself this was the last. You both screwed up beyond repair, and this was the last drink together. Right?

Taking a sip, the mixture of hopelessness and numbing liquor took her apart, but she couldn't fall apart, even if that sinking feeling ate at her whole.

As you walked over to cap off whatever you were drinking, she walked up from behind.

".. pour me one for the road, will you?" She asked, in a whisper. "Just for a little memento."