Glinda threw her head back, downing a good bit of the red wine from the bottle in one swallow. If one could see her, they'd be appalled. Glinda's hair had the appearance of not having been tended to in weeks, her eyes were distant and shallow and she had lost a fair amount of weight. And her room was just as bad; empty wine bottles were lying in random corners, the walls looked as if someone had taken a knife to them and several of the windows were broken.

Glinda tossed her head back once again, finished off the wine and then she threw it angrily at the wall, and it burst into glass shards. Damn it! The blasted liquid was supposed to make her forget she needed Elphaba!

Red, red wine
Go to my head
Make me forget that I
Still need her so

Despite her failed attempt at forgetting about Elphaba, Glinda opened another wine bottle, and looked at it, with pleading in her eyes. It was as if she was asking the wine to make her forget, to let her move on from Elphaba. She drank quickly and angrily, and disposed of this bottle the same way she had the previous. Four years, four fucking years of drinking red wine as though it were the thing that gave her life, and Glinda's memories of Elphaba still burned in her head.

Red, red wine
It's up to you
All I can do, I've done
But memories won't go
Oh, memories won't go

For the love of Oz! One would think in the eight years since Elphaba's death, Glinda would have moved on, but it wasn't so. Long ago, she had told herself she'd forget about the emerald woman she loved so much, but she never did. She swallowed another bit of wine…at least she'd be so drunk soon she wouldn't be able to think about how she fucked up.

I'd have sworn that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong and I find
Just one thing makes me forget

She downed another bottle of wine, and then another and yet another, throwing each one against the wall with more fury than the last. She opened up yet another one, and glared at it.

"You better fucking work" she said, in a voice that was not her own.

This wine better make her pass out, it was a bit difficult to be alone whenever she was blacked out.

Red, red wine
Stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearin' apart my blue, blue heart

It didn't, and Glinda furiously threw this one against the wall also. She should've have forgotten by now! She should've forgotten how she'd ruined the prospect of even having a romantic relationship with Elphaba.

I'd have sworn that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong and I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Glinda stood up, and she fell to the floor. She would, for now at least, not be troubled by memories.

Red, red wine
Stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearin' apart my blue, blue heart