[Has it been four months already? God, time really does fly when you're not paying attention to it. Biting her lip, Angela tries to remember how things used to be when she was honestly happier and maybe a little more ignorant to what the City's really about.]
Not much. Maybe one or two drinks on the weekends if I went out, some wine with dinner. That's about it.
another glass of whisky, but it still don't kill the pain;
Not much. Maybe one or two drinks on the weekends if I went out, some wine with dinner. That's about it.