Ordered us both coffee and waited patiently for her to arrive. It only took her an hour before she walked through the door shades covering her eyes.

Someone was hungover.

She grunted a hello before sitting across from me. “I feel like death”. She groaned.

“You should have left when I left. Jake would have dropped you off”.

“Where’s the fun in that?”. She grinned lifting the mug of coffee and bringing it to her lips. “Did you order food?”.

I shook my head. “Just ...