Everyone was now on an app. He liked that. Everyone was forced, so it was like the good old days of Facebook. Everyone had to at least make two posts a day. Then your peers would rate how honest it was. Or how honest it felt to them.
He liked the other parts though of the app. The videos and stuff, he'd rather just watch those shorts. That was really nice. He took the last sip of his beer, and then looked around the room. He knew he had at least one beer in the fridge, but he wasn't sure if it was two. He knew also he'd almost reach his quota so he wouldn't be allowed another for a whole week.
He could use Jane's quota again. But he did that last week two. He had to decide right now if it was worth it. Worth it to get drunk now or later.
He looked under his bed, and the shine of a can almost brought a tear to his eye. It would be warm, but it would be worth it he thought. If he could save two for another night he'd be good. Out of his savings but good. He was happy.
He liked the other parts though of the app. The videos and stuff, he'd rather just watch those shorts. That was really nice. He took the last sip of his beer, and then looked around the room. He knew he had at least one beer in the fridge, but he wasn't sure if it was two. He knew also he'd almost reach his quota so he wouldn't be allowed another for a whole week.
He could use Jane's quota again. But he did that last week two. He had to decide right now if it was worth it. Worth it to get drunk now or later.
He looked under his bed, and the shine of a can almost brought a tear to his eye. It would be warm, but it would be worth it he thought. If he could save two for another night he'd be good. Out of his savings but good. He was happy.