29: Being Crazy Around You

Camilla "You kind of have an ugly attitude," this dashing man revealed to me. "What?" I brought out, getting up. "First you started with a compliment, now you're insulting me?" "Okay, don't get mad. It's not your fault, maybe you're doing all this because you're drunk right now." "Look here, mister," I told him, raising my fingers. "Don't start now with all this nonsense, I've had enough today already." "Someone made you very upset. That's why you came here to get yourself drunk," he said calmly, looking into my eyes. Indeed, his face was charming, but he was just making me irritated. "Don't tell me that. Do I look drunk to you." He scanned my body pretty well. "Well, yeah. And you need to go home before it gets worse than this." "You're not my friend. You're not my husband, you're not my boyfriend. So why are you being so caring, huh?" "I don't know. Maybe because I like you." "Say what now?" "You heard me." I laughed, shaking my head. "How can you like me when you don't