[ Anna ]
'–You just want attention, you don't want my heart–'
"Are you paying attention, Anna?" Sam's voice distracts me from singing in my head and I turn to him with boredom written clearly in my eyes.
"That's the song, isn't it?"
"What?"
"The song."
"What?"
Oh. He wasn't asking me about the song.
"No, sorry." I reply truthfully, "I kinda lost you after the 'she kissed you' part.." My voice was sheepish in the end and I gave him an apologetic smile before looking back at the vodka shot in front of me and gulping it.
"Are you kidding me?" He groaned. "That was like.. the beginning of the story."
'–I know that dress is karma, perfume regret,
You got me thinking 'bout when you were–'
I could barely hear my own thoughts over the loud music blasting in the speakers, let alone Sam'
