Friday is his favorite day of the week, because it’s when they go out for a drink and get wasted.
He likes it because only in inebriated state they could spend the night together and act like lovers. Because only in drunken stupor the truth comes out and he can say “I love you” without worries.
For when the morning light come, he would be left alone in his empty flat, with a broken heart and aching backside.
À la mort,
Prompt: Tiesto’s Wasted
“I like us better when we’re wasted, it make it easier to say it. The only time we really talk is when our clothes are coming off.”
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