Not all nights are dreamy.

Not all nights are dreamy.

After Camille sees Andy leave the bar, she goes directly to Brett who was delighted with the atmosphere of the place and of course with the signs of affection that Camille had accidentally given him, he was convinced that that night she would totally fall at his feet. She approaches the table, tries to give him a warm smile, but at that moment inside her there was only anger and jealousy for the couple that had just left.

“Hello, you almost didn't come back from the toilet, are you okay?” Brett hands her a glass of alcohol as she sits down.

“They were only a little full, what a shame to make you wait, I think it's time to go” Camille leaves the glass that he had offered her on the table and puts on her coat.

“No, wait no, take this last drink that I already ordered first and let's go, let's see, don't despise me” she makes a gesture of resignation, but not even alcohol calmed her sorrows.

“Honestly, I don't want any more alcohol, what a shame for having mad