“The hell with all men!” I stated loudly, raising the glass filled with a rainbow drink, a pineapple slice, and a little umbrella. The bartender gave me a meaningful look, and I giggled. “Except for you, Jarvis,” I amended, shakily using my drink to point at him. “You’re gay, so you’re not part of the evil jerks’ population.”

My veins slowly satiated with sweet liquor. The humming of alcohol gracefully blended with the sound of the ocean waves. It felt pleasant. I wouldn’t mind staying in this fuzzy, unbothered state throughout the weekend…

“I suggest you slow down with drinking,” Jarvis said as his mouth formed a crooked smile.

My chin fell and violently rose in a nod. “Yes, sir. That will surely be my final drink for tonight.” I shoved a slice of pineapple into my mouth, ignoring Jarvis’s pitying stare at me. Swallowing the fruit, I pointed at my drink. “I have a feeling that once I see the bottom of this glass, I will forget my ex’s name. Then, it’ll be a good moment to stop drinking,” I told him.

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes and turned to his other clients sitting at the beach bar.