i already know what's going to happen.
After we've had our jollies and we've all staggered back to our rooms to sleep off the drink. either the alcohol or the sugary pop.
I'll go back to my room, alone, and take from my bag a bottle of something bought specially, southern comfrort, Jack Daniels, Aftershock, jeagermeister, rum, I don't care what.
and I'll proceed to drink it until any useless thoughts, such as charming someone in the group into my bed, have been killed from my mind. because I'm stupid to think someone would look at me that way. because I have friends who are girls and no girlfriends and wasting my mind on other thoughts is a waste of time.
that's what's going to happen. I'd put money on it.
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