"Faye..." I say, noticing Sonia isn't approaching. "Why are you leaving? You just said you were going to stay..." I don't know why I'm even asking... Ugh, ****.
I ignore his question and take a sip of my water, the ice long melted away.
- - - Post Merge - - -
Sonia waits for her drink.
The bartender eventually comes and says, without looking up, "ID please."
Sonia smirks and says, "I don't need one. My name is Sonia Evans."
The bartender silently shakes his head. "Of course it is." He half-mutters under his breath, "Privileged children these days... I swear they're starting younger and younger..." He sets to making her drink.
I reply wearily, my eyes still shut, "It's not called running away if I'm not running from anything." I mutter under my breath, "If you wanted me to stay, you should've said so earlier..."