Her eyes are now feeling heavy , her vision starts to go in circles, and she could barely move properly. A friend talks about something silly and she laughs with them. She is grinning wide before taking another shot to her mouth.
She glances at her phone in front of her, lying blankly and waiting for something to light it up. It's already 7 minutes past midnight and the tequila must have taken away the last string of restraint she's been holding on for a couple of weeks. She opens the thread of their last conversation and sees that he is online, and so she types in:
"I miss you so much and I badly want to see you right now."
Sent.
Delivered.