Pour Me

Jan 17, 2007 01:17

I step into Joe's, the music blaring through my thoughts at a volume that's a little more than excessive, and peanut shells crunching under my feet and I wonder what I'm doing here.

Then I remember that the woman I love is in bed with another man. Not just any bed. My bed. In my bed with the woman I love.

Now I know how Derek felt when he found Addison and I.

I sit at the bar and look to Joe, "Budweiser Select please."

joe, alex, mark

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