He, the silent one with hair covering his face. She, the wild card who loves a challenge once in a while. He got liquor, she’s got no vice of anything. He offers it for a price she’s willing to pay. He likes her right now, she likes him since a month ago.
With a glass of blue but not seen in the liquid, he held it low for her reach, ensuring the trade is serious business. So once upon an afternoon when the sun is warm and loving, they were there exchanging who knows what.
After some time he behaves differently, she reacts questionably. The truth hurts but it will set you free. On his birthday this awesome girl kisses him in public while this wild card gal can only raise an eyebrow. He disappears, she’s left with a broken brain.