Warner’s poking me pulled me out of my reverie. Looking at his eyes, guilt washed over me like a cold bouquet of ice. My hand balled into a fist.

How could I think of someone’s kiss when I was sitting right beside my boyfriend? But I couldn’t control my feelings even if I wanted to.

The beeping of my phone distracted my sense of shame. My eyes widened when I checked it.

An email from Coopers Fabrics!

I squealed as soon as I read it, making Warner and others watch me with confusion. Grinning ear to ear, I leaped up from my seat. “I did it! I got the job!”

Whistles and cheers resonated around the group as they congratulated me one by one. Warner seemed as happy as I was as he engulfed me in a bear hug.

Finally, after so many days, something good happened in my life.

“Now that our dear Emerald got the job, it’s time for a double celebration!” John yelled out. “And you miss—” he pointed at me, “—no more gloomy face, enjoy now!”

Kate and Molly bobbed their heads as Molly passed me a glass of vodka. And this time, I didn’t hold myself back.

After hours of drinking and spending time with everyone, I was swaying on my feet. I couldn’t even walk properly without stumbling. Once everyone called it a night, John and Kate offered to drop me and Warner off. The couple was much sober than us.

“Careful, Em!” Warner cautioned when I got out of the car with wobbly legs.

“Bye, guys! We’ll see you soon!” Kate shouted. I cringed at her high-pitched voice.

Waving at them, I hobbled towards my house. My eyes were about to shut down.

“You sure you don’t want me to drop you off at your home?” I heard John ask Warner.

“Nah, my place is just two blocks away. Thanks, man! You guys can go now. It’s late,” Warner replied.

Again, saying goodbyes, they drove off. The sound of the car engine reverberated across the empty street. Only one or two dogs barking in the distance could be heard, other than our footsteps.

“Hey, hey! Careful there!” He held my shoulders before I could fall on my face in front of my main door.

“I’m fine, Warner.” I giggled without any reason. “You don’t worry about me. You go home, I will just fly into my room from here in no time.”

“I don’t think so. You can barely walk straight, Em. Let me help you to your room,” he offered.

“I can walk just fine. And I’m already at home. So, I will be fine. You go.” I insisted, fumbling with the keys.

“But… you sure?” He seemed hesitant.

I bobbed my head without looking at him. Sighing, he gripped my chin and pressed his lips against mine.