The night begins.
Gulp Gulp
My brain is fresh.
Gulp Gulp
I can see you standing there.
Gulp Gulp
I can hear your voice.
Gulp Gulp
I am listening.
Gulp Gulp
I am getting tipsy.
One more drink
Things are slowing.
One more down
You are becoming less important to me.
And one more
Tipsiness is turning into drunkenness.
A sip here and a sip there
I no longer have an attention span.
You are now ignored.
I am in my own little world.

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