"So I say, men are like rotten cucumbers, unreliable. Once you put your heart out there, it's too hard to reel it back in. If, by some miracle, you manage to get it back, you've gotta guard it with your life, you know? If you can't keep it safe, the consequences could be even more tragic."
Elly Campbell listened quietly, as they both sipped their drinks, not knowing how much they had consumed, until they were both tipsy.
The bar was getting more crowded, and more men began to squeeze their way toward them.
"Why are you two beauties drinking so much? Drinking is harmful to your health. How about we keep you company and chat about life, huh?"
A few men of average build pushed their way next to them, their lecherous eyes bearing an aggressive look that was downright repulsive.
Elly furrowed her brow, while Helen Melendy got up from her chair.
