I pushed past her to join the others. They have all been begging me to go out with them for weeks. I always deny them because the weekends are the only times I get with Millie. I feel terrible that I haven't had much time for her lately, but my excuses ran out. I promised earlier this week that I would have a drink with them tonight.
I just... forgot to tell Millie.
That's fine though. She has our others. Oliver didn't walk her home, but he should be there now. Same with Milo, and Atlas. Millie said Atlas baked a pie. I bet she loves that.
"Bout time you made it," Debbie said once I entered the bar.
"Here, have a beer." Devon said as he slid a beer my way.
This is the only way I can drink considering I'm not 21. Not that the bars around here seem to care all that much. Guess that make
