For the first time in her life, she got drunk. It wasn't because she was a saint that the first time she got drunk would be considered late, she had taken alcohol before, but just a sip, just to see what it tasted like and she did not enjoy it a bit.

But today was different, she was feeling lonely and tired of everything. She had heard before how people felt more relaxed and forgot about their problems when drunk, so she drank, hating at every swallow the taste of it and how the burning liquid went through her throat, but ignoring it thinking about the effect it would have on her after.

After chugging down a ten shots of vodka, one after another, she felt dissatisfied as she didn't feel what she expected, until she stood up and almost felt back in the chair. She smiled as she started to feel the effects of the alcohol. She felt dizzy, but she didn't mind, it felt good, as if nothing mattered.

On the stage, there was a couple singing a cute love song together, looking each other in the eye and smiling. She felt disgusted, and decided that it was her turn to sing. She took the microphone from the boyfriend and pushed them out of the stage, as the couple looked at each other knowing that it would be pointless to fight this drunk woman that apparently really wanted to sing.

She looked at the audience and felt out of place, she only knew one person at that party and that person was busy eating somebody else's mouth. Seeing all this people from the stage, she felt this was the perfect time to  dedicate a song to that person she'd been in love for years. Drunk on that stage, with people giving her weird looks, she could only think that now he had a girlfriend and she was so lonely.