22

“I really think it’s a bad idea,” I said as we entered into the pub, panting hard and gasping for more air.

“It’s not a bad idea at all,” Sapphire said, wiping the sweat off her face.

“You don’t seem like yourself,” I remarked, looking at her with a smile.

“What do you mean?” She asked, as we went to the bar and asked for some water.

“You changed a lot,” I said. “A good change.”

“Sean-” she drank some water. “-has been a bad influence on me.”

“I think it’s the other way around.” I grinned at her and nudged her.

She glanced back at me and grinned. She looked around for drinks and spotted one. She turned to look around at me. “Do you want to have shots?”

I thought about it for a moment. It’s been ages since I last partied. And it’s also been long that I last had shots. And I’m here to enjoy, aren’t I?

Moreover, there is absolutely no one I should be worried of. My mom is not here, even if she was, she wouldn’t have been worried if I took shots. She was always cool about what I did becau