Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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Thread Topic: Hey Alana, I'm sorry I keep bothering you, But-
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I tried to stay optimistic. I plastered a smile on my face and ordered my spaghetti and a salad as well.
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I drank it quickly and set the glass down. I ordered Ziti, And Mom Got Linguini. [i]Can I have one more?[i]
If someone saw Sam, You'd think the smile was real. But I knew her. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say 'Just one more'. I wish I had known how much of a lie that would become. -
*Can I have one more?
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I eyed him with concern. I was lucky Tammy didn't know me like Randy did, otherwise she'd be asking a million questions like, What's wrong, sweetie? Is everything okay? Are you feeling alright? which is sweet and all, but sometimes I just need space. Lucky for me that space was built in tonight.
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I poured one more glass, Drank it, and set it down. I closed my eyes and took heavy breaths, Like I've always done when I have my first or second drink.
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I love this soap ^^
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So...........
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LikeWHUT
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I took a sip of my water, watching Randy. Don't take another one... Please...
i sorreh. i went to a concert. -
I stared at the waiters, In there fancy schmancy uniforms. If I ever got stuck in one of those things, I'd FLIP.
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I followed Randy's gaze. Their uniforms were nice. They probably costed them a fortune to keep clean, though.
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I then turned my head to look at Tammy. She was nibbling on one of those peices of bread these guys served with EVERYTHING. You could order VINAGER and they'd give you bread. I leaned over and wispered in her ear.
"The wine's really good, You should try it." I leaned back and she smiled wryly and shrugged. -
I played with the hair that hung in my face, not pulled back in my ponytail. It was an old habit of mine. I did it when I was nervous.
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Tammy tried it, And I guess she liked it, 'Cuz she had another Glass, And then smiled at me and nodded.
I grabbed Sams hand underneath the table, And gave her a reassuring squeeze. -
I smiled up at Randy. Not one of my fake ones, but not a happy one either. A more of I'm-still-kinda-nervous-about-Dad kind of smile. The sad one that makes you wonder what's going on inside my head.
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