I smiled as I waved goodbye to the second last of my friends to leave. We'd spent most of the day hanging out, not really doing much but talking and playing games. Towards the end of the evening, those of us who weren't driving home had broken out the drinks and I was now pleasantly tipsy.
I turned back inside and looked at the last person left, Brooke. She was sitting on the couch, drink in hand, looking off into the distance. I'd been a little hesitant to give her something to drink because I knew she was supposed to be driving home, but I'd shrugged at the time. If she wanted to pay for a cab home that was her problem... Unless she wanted to stay....
I cut my thought train there, shaking my head and smiled as I went and sat next to her "Something on your mind Brooke?" I asked, grabbing my cup and taking a sip.
She didn't answer for a moment then shook her head and looked up at my and smiled a little, almost sadly "Just thinking I guess."
I nod as well then ask "Hey by the way... you drove here right? How are you planning on getting home?" I look at her out of the corner of my eye, checking her out subtly
She shrugs in answer to my question "Probably a cab. I've had too much to drink to drive... I wasnt really thinking about it when I started drinking... I just needed a drink"
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