Blakes Point of View
Despite sinking enough whiskey to get a whole town drunk I had barely slept at all. When I did sleep I dreamt of Piper, but in my dreams she was walking away from me with a disgusted look in her eyes. Whilst I was down on my hands and knees begging her to give me another chance. I hated every single second of last night. I was only able to endure it because I wanted to try and talk to Leila this morning. Assuming she turned up for work after her dramatic exit yesterday.
After I got ready, I took a very dodgy drive to Morgans. I knew that if I had been pulled over I would have probably lost my licence. Imagine how disappointed Piper would be in me then. Like I said before, it mattered what she thought of me.
I was pleased to see the lights on inside the Diner
