"Well, it's good that he's doing better, but do you think maybe he should see a doctor or something?" Emma suggested, reaching for her drink. "Maybe they could help him with his sleep problem." She took a sip of the drink, thinking about what to say to Lennox about Zacky. Emma usually told her friend just the basics, pretty vague things, but she knew if she kept that up, Lennox would get suspicious. "Zacky's good," she finally said. "We uh, we kinda got into a fight last night after we left the restaurant, though. But things seem fine now."
It didn't take long for Matt to decide that beer wasn't going to cut it. He went back into the kitchen and dug to the back of the freezer, where he had a bottle of vodka hidden. It was nearly full, so hopefully it would be enough. With his alcohol in hand, Matt went back into the living room and sat down on the couch, opening the bottle and tipping his head back to take a large gulp. He made a face as the liquid burned its way down; vodka didn't taste that great, but it sure would help take his mind off of things.
It didn't take long for Matt to decide that beer wasn't going to cut it. He went back into the kitchen and dug to the back of the freezer, where he had a bottle of vodka hidden. It was nearly full, so hopefully it would be enough. With his alcohol in hand, Matt went back into the living room and sat down on the couch, opening the bottle and tipping his head back to take a large gulp. He made a face as the liquid burned its way down; vodka didn't taste that great, but it sure would help take his mind off of things.
August 16th, 2015 at 07:47pm