“No one’s perfect.” “You are.” I looked down to check the sarcastic smirk on his face, but it wasn’t there. His mouth was a straight line, but since his eyes were still hidden behind his sunglasses, I assumed he was smirking with them. I laughed and said something like, “Ha, okay, no more alcohol for you.” He muttered something I couldn’t make out, and then I was certain I heard him snore.
