(Avery’s Thoughts) (Street Night)

After Audrey left with her boyfriend, I am now, all alone in this street. I suddenly feel the melancholic vibes of it, and eventually, everything feels and seems big.

The smallness of my sole existence is intensified when I look around, the alcohol got the best of me. I try standing up, despite my wobbling knees, and I manage to retain my balance, or so I thought.

I look like more of a hunchback cause I get my balance from leaning forward and stepping my foot one at a time.

I build a rhythm of

“1, 2, Left…”

“1, 2, Right…”

“Come one, Avery, you have...