Malibu Sunset

Arissa Mignonette lives for the booze. She likes the burn slowly slipping down her throat like a warm caress singing her lullabies, ceasing her inhibitions one shot after the other. She likes the alcohol tasting a little bit sweeter as the night goes deeper and its promises gone by daylight. She likes the sound of clicking glasses and the chatters becoming screams over the loud beaming music, and how everything in that rowdy bar slowly diminishes little by little until there was no one else but her and her drinking partner.