I know she can have more bite to her tone, so I sigh and rip my gaze from hers, deciding to listen. I don’t know what I was hoping for anyway. It’s just another instance where she’s burrowed so deep into my head that I feel myself wanting things I have no business wanting. I blur lines in my head that she’s very clearly drawn in the sand. I thought if I drank enough tonight, I’d forget all about her.
