Beep... Beep... Beep...
- Hello?
- Hey, how are you?
- Hey, quite good.
- Still drinking?
- Well, yeah.
- And? You are not gonna quit?
- Not now.
- Oh. What are you doing? Don't tell me, that nothing, because I will kick your ass.
- Why?
- Well, there are a lot of things you can do: reading, doing homework.
- Yeah, right.
- Don't be sarcastic. And attend your lessons.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Stop it. Your cynicism is worthless.
- I am just stubborn.
- You are not stubborn, you're stupid.
- Thanks.
- Because wise people do not make themselves degrade.
- Oh, and wise people are so cool.
- Yeah, yeah. Be ironic again. And you're sboer. Do not have anyone to drink with?
- Don't start.
- I won't, but I am too talking cynically.
- Ok, it's stupid.
- I don't think so.
- But I do.
- Our conversation. It isn't any good.
- Because you're making it like that.
- Ok, what's the point. We will again fall-out.
- Drinking is fucking you up.
- You're at it again.
- Because I am right.
Contentious.
It wasn't a good idea to answer that call.
Why am I doing this to you?
Am I craving for your attention, even for scolding?
They smile artificially. Fake, faux smiles...
I'll be gone all day, I won't be back tonight.
You looked gorgeous and beautiful today. You always look like that. You're always pretty.
You're so pretty the way you are.
My insolence.
You're locked in my head. Until we meet again.
I promise I'll be better. Please, don't leave.
You're my shelter.
When I wake up, will you be by my side?
I have seen darker than ebony.
Looking for someone comparing to you, but I can't eyes like yours.
All I aspire.
If you're close to me I'm holding on...
Will I feel good sober?