Nightfall rises as smooth as that last shot of whiskey that slid down my throat of sins. I wipe my lips yet my breathe reeks of stupidity. I smile at the stranger across the room and he smiles back because he can tell that I am looking for fun and him no strings attached. I wake up the next morning making the walk of shame down his apartment stairs. But when I walked out into the sunlight I realize last night was just a moment of weakness... and today will be better.


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