a/n: i’ve been wanting to write something with more intense material so i came up with this idea. not sure how i feel about it but this is the first chapter. PLEASE let me know what you think about it and if i should write more chapters for it!
“Just forget about him!”
She means well, she really does. But the flippant, easygoing attitude of her best friend is the last thing Lillian needs right now.
“It’s not that fucking easy,” Lillian replies, rolling her eyes.
She sighs and takes a sip of her whiskey on the rocks. It’s never been her favorite drink because the bitter alcohol leaves a bad taste in her mouth (and besides, she’d much rather get drunk on those fruity flavored sangrias that are actually fun to drink) but she wanted something strong tonight. The whiskey burns on the way down and she makes a funny face as it burns her throat, prompting her friend to laugh.
“You sure you don’t want one of these?” Sofia holds up her wine cooler. “I’ll pay.”