"that bitch.." he mumbled to himself, taking long sips of his third beer while you were sitting there..watching how he was about to cry, it was your first time seeing that vulnerable side of him..and you couldn't help but feel very worried.

"she just..left me...for a stupid guy, i'm prettier..i'm smarter..i'm richer.."

his eyes started relaxing, it's abvious that he was drunk now. he suddenly looked up at you with anger.

"did i invite you to just stare at me? drink with me."