I don’t know if it’s just drunkenness, but Hugo is the one I see. It’s like he’s the only one I see in this noisy bar. I opened my eyes and closed my eyes to sink in that he wasn’t Hugo. But my hands seemed to move spontaneously. However, after a while, it became Wayne.

I flirtatiously ran my fingers over his arm, as if I was tickling him. I stare into his eyes and convince myself he was Hugo, but no matter what I do, it still looks like Wayne is coming out. I was surprised when he suddenly pulled me away. I didn’t know where he was going...