Nineteen

My night had never been as stressful as last night. I made sure to work even more, and had only slept for like three hours. My eyes caught the small glass mirror on my table, and lazily, I grabbed it. As expected, dark lines were around my eyes. My hair strands were tousled like a forest, begging for a brush to pass through them. I was so, so exhausted. 

Standing up, heading to the kitchen to get something to drink, I sighed out hard, and put my hands in the pocket of my sweatpants. Last night, I had taken a shower to have a good sleep, but then, I felt the urge to leave the room and come down here. I didn't trust myself around Rae, being honest. She was one bunch of a hot pie. I could end up persuading her to let me touch her, and it wasn't something I really wanted. 

The loud chatter and laughter from the kitchen made