"Come onnn, Em! You can't sit here with that gloomy face. Don't worry about the job, just ennjoy, girl! Everything will be fine," Molly, one of my college friends, slurred, leaning against the bar counter. "Here take this drink, you'll feel good."
I shook my head. "I'm not in a mood. So I'd just pass."
She pouted. But as I didn't drink the shot she offered to me, shrugging, she gulped it herself.
Kate and John, my other friends and circle's popular couple, shook their heads at her and went back to their cuddling.
We were at a local pub with our college friends. After they got to know about Warner's getting the job, they wanted to celebrate it. So here we were, enjoying the night. Except me. Too many thoughts were playing in my head to get wasted with alcohol.
"Here, at least drink this orange juice. It's really good, I tell you." Warner handed me a glass, sipping on his own.
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