Burning in hell
She stared at the brown, bubbly liquid before her. She was not heartbroken, but she was desperate and disappointed. She hoped Adam would agree to her proposal, but he did not appear at her dinner invitation.
But he could not be mad at him. After all, he did not promise anything. He only said he would think about it but did not say yes. Still, he did not say no.
"I was hoping he would have changed his mind." She said to her friend as they sat at the same bar where she first saw him. "And to make matters worse, he was here. But he never bothered to see me."
"Hey, Roseann. Don't be hard on yourself." Her friend said as she took a swig of her drink. "I am sure a hundred men out there who would want to take you out and bang the living life out of you."
She knew that was not how that phrase went, but she got the gist. Her friend might be as drunk as she was. But, of course, they had another friend who was the designated driver.