21. The Part With The White Flowing Dress

Silence loomed over us until Tiff finally spoke, "About three hours from now." Again, silence filled the air. I didn't know what to say. Okay, my mind whispered again and again. I finally got my feet moving, I went straight to my room without a word, hoping that I'd wake up ten hours later and finally forget about Cammie. - Three hours later and I still couldn't shake my mind off Cammie. I couldn't sleep, obviously, and it took all what it had in me to not run off and do something stupid. I let out a breath and went to the kitchen. I suppose my cup of coffee has now gotten cold. My stomach was growling and I expected both Tiff and Peter out of the apartment, but to my surprise, Tiff was there sitting in the dining room. "Hey." she says, her eyes all loopy and sad, a bottle of whiskey in front of her. I took a sniff off her cup and looked at her with a big grin, "Tiffany, you are drunk as fuck." I laughed so hard but Tiff did not react. She sat up slowly and looked at me, "Don't