Triple Sec

by T.J. Alexander

First dates were the worst. It was like having a job interview where you were also expected to be hot.

Dating casually was easy. All Mel had to do was pretend to be a completely different person forever.

“You’re being dramatic. A cocktail is a nice little thing, a luxury. It’s not going to change the world.” Jackson spoke up from the floor. “I don’t want to live in a world without nice little things. Do you?” “Damn it, Mel, with the world we’re living in?” Daniel shifted in his armchair so his legs were thrown over one arm and he could gaze fondly in Mel’s direction. “Some of us could really use a fucking drink.”