*He welcomed the drink without complaint and opened it right away, taking a long chug as he took as seat on the couch. The sweet taste of the energy drinking washing away the bitter flavor of the alcohol he had earlier in the morning. He should really learn not to drink into the early morning, not that sleeping was a regular option....He felt a little jealous of how peppy and energetic she looked already. He probably looked like someone picked out of an alley in comparison, but then he always thought she looked a lot better.*
No, not really. But that's part of what I wanted to talk to you about.
*Was she inviting him to stay? His imagination could have too much fun with what she offered. He didn't want to get his hopes up to what that could mean. *
Look, I know I've been avoiding you the last little while and things are kinda weird. I'm sure you have an idea of why already...