"OR you could leave. I've been part of this crew longer than you have, so why don't you **** off, yourself?" I finish my second bottle, and toss it behind me. It shatters when it hits the floor.
I hold my head as memories come back as if a dam has broken.
"Nnggghh.."
I remember my family blaming me for our poverty, exiling me from the house, and running into Ari one day..
"Ari..."
"I didn't mean leave the ship, you stupid *****! The others would never let you anyway..." I get distracted for a moment, then glare at her. "Just go to the girls' dorm and **** yourself or something."
After grabbing down my fourth bottle from the shelf and starting to drink, I get a bit drunk. "Well, if either of us is leaving it's you. I'm not goin' anywhere." My speech begins to slur.