Mar 01, 2011 01:05
[Her voice is slightly slurred and it comes in and out. Those who truly know her well will be able to tell that she is very drunk. Mel can hold her liquor very well when she wants to.]
So I was sitting in this bar, and these two turtle doves were being absolutely revoltingly adorable. And all I could think was that it wasn't real. She didn't love him, he was lying to her. It was all fake. And it was going to end badly.
[Surprised laugh]
And then, you wouldn't believe it! He up and got this look on his face and asked her if she really loved him. And then she went off about his late nights at the office and it just went KABLOOEY! Right there in front of me!
At first, I thought it was just coincidence, but man, I gotta tell ya, I felt it. Like a phone call. I reached out and touched some body.
And that old saying is sooo true. Misery fucking loves company.
[ooc note: for close family/friends, be advised you will have noticed Mel's been drinking every day since the 23rd.]
the power of tragedy,
moody muse,
severe down swing