What if...

I don't remember what happened before, I just saw myself sitting inside his car. He was busy driving while singing along to the song on the radio, I kept staring at him even more.

I just want to turn off the radio and listen to his voice alone.

"Are you planning to pierce my cheek with your gaze?" He joked without looking at me.

"N-no, I'm just surprised that you can sing too. It's so obvious that the world favors you too much, I’m confident you are also aware of it.” I said bitterly, I made it crystal clear that I was envious about it.

Though I did not mean to be like that, my mouth is starting to talk randomly because of the alcohol!

"What do you think of me, it's not my fault I've been so blessed." He shrugged his shoulders and laughed softly. "Isn't it better like this? I mean, we talk without awkwardness between us.”

How can I agree with what he said? Once the effect of alcohol has disappeared from my system, I will not be able to look at him again. Not a chance I can be like thi