She withdrew closer to the wall. "Are you going to just take my drink and ask me about how I feel when obviously the answer is anything but perfectly fine? Go find your girlfriend. Maybe she'll provide you with some actual peace and happiness."
“You’re my best friend,” he said sternly. “And I don’t ask for much, but I don’t deserve this. No one deserves this.”
She took a breath, folding her arms self consciously. "Y-You should go.." her words slurred slightly. "I don't.. I don't know what I'm doing."
Etta’s hands came over his eyes. “Guess who?” Without thinking, he glanced back and noticed that his heart sank. “Hey, you,” he said with a small smile.
“How was your day?” she asked, brushing his hair back. He shrugged slightly. “I don’t know. Rohesia and I got in a fight.”