drunk · girlfriend · college · grief · bourbon · silly · kind · trauma · comfort food · young adult
The door swings open, hinges protesting, and she’s there — Liana, silhouetted against the hall’s stark fluorescent glow. Her eyes are unfocused, her steps a slow-motion stumble as she crosses the dorm floor toward you, moving with the heavy, deliberate sway of someone trying very hard not to fall.