For a second the table was quiet, and I kind of liked it like that.
It felt almost peaceful when no one was speaking. And I kind of changed my mind about drinking because I felt a little peaceful, enough that I didn't see the reason to reach for a drink.
Besides, I didn't know myself much when I was drunk. I didn't know how I would act, what I would say, or if I would lose control in ways I couldn't take back.
The thought alone made me hesitate. So instead of drinking and risking messing around, I decided to let it be. I pushed the glass slightly to the side, my fingers brushing the smooth surface.
"Anyway…" Xin started again, and before he even said what he was going to say, I was already bored. I felt the heaviness in my chest, the impatience curling in a way I couldn't suppress.
