THIRD PERSON’S pov.

>>Another room in KissMe karaoke<<

Mike stared blankly at the glass of Hennessy in his hand, he’s been holding this drink for thirty minutes without even taking a sip, meanwhile his friend’s already on his fifth glass.

“Change the music!” his friend shouted above the music, but nobody changed it.

His friend gulped down his drink and glanced at Mike, he sighed when he noticed Mike’s still on his first glass.

“Hey, man, you’re the brokenhearted here, but why does it seem as if I’m drinking on your behalf?” he asked.

Mike still didn’t move his eyes from the drink, he snatched the drink from Mike and...