I Won't Let You Choke On Your Misery
Chapter 10 - Coffee Alice?
Alice was exactly where I thought I would find her, maybe a little more intoxicated than was healthy. We took a cab home and she stayed on my sofa. I hadn’t had a chance to tell her what was happening today, I highly doubted that she would be happy about sitting in the sun for hours. I was sat in my lounge, waiting for the dead to awaken. She appeared at the doorway in yesterday’s clothes, make-up smudged down her face. I couldn’t help but smirk.
“DON’T! ….. Say. A word.”
She threw herself down next to me.
“Coffee?” I looked to her with raised eyebrows, biting my lip and trying my best to conceal a smile.
“mmhmmm” she closed her eyes, covering her face with a cushion.
I set her coffee down on the table and sat back down.
“Thank you.” She uncovered her face, taking a cautious sip.
“So, what happened with your American lover boy? We didn’t have a chance to catch up last night, y’know with-“
“With you drinking the bar dry and obliterating your liver?” I interrupted with a smile. She grimaced.
“It just happened! Anyway, stop avoiding the question.”
“Nothing too exciting, sat in with the rest of the boys until they had to go. And…..”
“And?!”
“Alex invited me along to the beach today. And you’re coming with me”
She groaned and opened her mouth to protest. I gave her the best puppy face I had.
“Please Alice?” I mockingly sniffled, wiping away an invisible tear.
She huffed, giving in.
“Fine! I’ll come..” I beamed at her. She poked her tongue out at me and hit me in the face with a cushion. Laughing, I walked towards my bedroom.
“Be ready in an hour” I called back to her.
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