She was satisfied with her color drink, but little did she know, it was just water with different food coloring to create the different layers with a small amount of edible glitter. To her, it had tasted the way it was meant to taste, but if another would of tried it, they would of known the truth.
She took her time enjoying her Irish Trash can while she eagerly awaited her brother’s text. Her anxiety had acted up when he had left her, but she did her best to hide it by drinking. But now she could feel like, crawling in the back of her mind. Just itching to take over.
Causally glancing around as she sipped her drink, she saw a stranger walking in. She wasn’t at all good at reading people, but she felt the need to complain, and who better else than a stranger. Locking eyes with the stranger, she waved him over to her table.
“heyyya there!”
She hadn’t fully expected him to come over so she didn’t plain to think out her words, but she watched him eagerly.