musebysentence | 87.9. All By Myself

[neverwalkalone]

Surrounded by all the couples, news of new babies, random children showing up, and wedding plans, all Adam wanted to do was drown his sorrows in the bottom of a vodka bottle and pretend the loneliness was just a passing phase, like the mini disc, Furbys or the Spice Girls (even if he would probably, in desperation for a good lay, sleep with one of them right now).