Matt stood around waiting and tapping his foot. This was the last night before he moved in with Madeline and he wanted to get shitfaced. He was waiting at the bar that Mark had told him to wait at. Of course he'd be late. A frown formed on Matt's face and he tapped his foot impatiently. He sat on the bar stool and wiggled a little bit. A hand was raised and he ordered a vodka and tonic. Matt was tired of waiting for his friend to start drinking.

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