I Accidentally Had Vodka For Breakfast

The culprit:

I opened the fridge and grabbed a half-empty water bottle of a greenish, Crystal Like substance. I gulped some during my commute and…

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Sure enough, had a smell and it was pungent. Not punchy like tequila or rum, nor aromatic like gin. Just the nondescript and soothing alcohol smell of vodka. Panicked, I dumped the rest.

Not having had a drink since last summer, my gaze feels heavier and my head giddy. Surprisingly, I felt guilty for only a moment; unsurprisingly, I could go for an obscure German brew and a tres leches right now. Opted for a Coke and ????, ’cause of work and shit. Keeping a glum expression is still kinda difficult.

In lieu of finger pointing, I’ll be an intent listener of teenage explanations and motherly takes on Senior-itis when I get home tonight. My main takeaway right now:  God bless vasectomies.