She watched and nodded, highly interested, as he tried his best to switch gears.

"He was too weird. I don't want to think about it." Holly watched some paint flake and peel off of the metal railing. "Maybe it was just a one-off."

Of course she knew deep down that she was brushing the issue aside. That was the curse of being self-aware with no motivation to change anything. The brunette looked up at Daniel.

"You promised me shots."