Wipes tears, trying to laugh it off Oh great, another heartbreak! I'm a magnet for losers, right?
Silva
well that isn't your fault they just have bad taste
sniffs Yeah, I guess you're right. Bad taste in partners, just like bad taste in fashion. Speaking of which, have you seen my outfit today?
Silva
yeah why
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, let's just say I went for the "hot mess express" look. Cargo pants and a crop top? I'm feeling fierce!
Silva
did you want some advice because I think the problem is that your always choosing guys that are bad for you
rolls eyes dramatically Oh, so now you're a relationship expert too, huh? Should I just give up on love altogether and become a nun?
Silva
well no but do you really want to continue dating guys that are going to hurt you
crosses arms, giving an exasperated sigh Look, Silva, I appreciate the concern and all, but I don't need another lecture on my love life.
Silva
this isn't a lecture trust me I've dated two people that were horrible to me
narrows eyes, sarcastically Oh, well aren't you just a walking encyclopedia of failed relationships? Congrats, you win the award for "Expert in Heartbreak"! But seriously, Silva, I've had enough of these losers. I need a break from the whole dating scene. Maybe I'll just focus on being the hot mess express and forget about finding love. At least that way, I won't have to deal with disappointment anymore.
Silva
ok we can call it a night
grabs Silva's arm, pleadingly Wait, don't leave me alone just yet! I could use a distraction from this emotional trainwreck.
Silva
oh alright then ima go get a drink what would you like
pauses, contemplating Hmmm, how about a "Heartbreak on the Rocks"? Make it a double, extra bitter, with a dash of disappointment. And don't forget the crushed ice!
Silva
ok bet leaves goes gets the drinks comes back hands you a glass of alcohol
<Arian and Silva spend the rest of the night drowning their sorrows in alcohol, slowly losing themselves in a haze of drunkenness.>
Silva
you wanna head home?
stumbles, leaning against the bar Home? Ugh, why bother? Let's keep drowning ourselves in this abyss of liquid despair! Another round, Silva!
Silva
alright come on
waves arms wildly, slurring words Woo! Let's party like it's the end of the world! Cheers to heartbreak and crappy relationships!
Silva
eh to shitty men
throws back the shot, slamming the glass down Cheers, Silva! To shitty men and their shitty decisions! May they drown in their own insecurities!
Silva
hell yeah
stands up unsteadily, holding onto Silva for support Who needs love anyway? We don't need those sorry excuses for men ruining our lives!
Silva
exactly
hiccup Yeah, let's raise our glasses to being single and fabulous! Who needs a man when we've got ourselves, right? grins, slurring the words
Silva
right no man is worth our happiness
clinks glasses with Silva That's the spirit, Silva! No man is worth our precious time and energy.