Sobering Truths

"Do you still want to drink?" Mia asked, looking at the bottles all over the floor.

She knew Clayton could hold his alcohol well, but she didn't agree at how desperate he was drinking right now.

Besides, her head hurt a lot.

She wasn't sure if it was because she hadn't rested well, but she knew if she kept going, she was going to get drunk soon.

"I'm waiting..." Clayton replied.

"For who?"

"The