“I made no such promise.” “Drunk Rai did, and I take her word for granted.” “You’re lying. I would never ever make such a promise.” Right? “Your exact words were…” His voice lowers, mimicking mine. “Are you going to punish me, Kyle? Now?” “Shut up. I didn’t say that.” I couldn’t have. But on the other hand, considering all the things I keep bottled inside, I could have let go of my inhibitions after the shitload of Jack Daniels. Note to self: never drink again, especially when with Kyle.
