Just Another Day (Flash Fiction)

She sat at the bar, sipping her usual Tequila Sunrise. It was her fourth drink. As the music screamed in her ears, lascivious lovers occupied the floor, dancing to the tunes of their passionate desires. Colourful lights glared at her as she refused to leave the darkest corners of her heart. They just blinked and watched her crawling further and further inside her numb soul.

He stood in a corner, frowning distastefully at the seemingly happy couples. The ashes of his cigarettes were scattered on the floor in the same manner as the invisible shattered pieces of his broken heart. Refusing to be seduced by the boisterous ambiance of the place, he decided to call it a night and head home.

His careless stride knocked her glass on his way out. His sullen face met her icy stare. Life was only taking a shot to open the closed doors.

"Watch where you're going, moron! You are not alone, you know?" she cried in disdain. He glanced at her dismayed face and couldn't help but give a vengeful smirk. "I believe you," he chuckled. "Perhaps, now,  I am not the only one."

She rolled her eyes as he walked away, unable to make sense of what he had just said. He glanced back one last time before leaving the pub. 

They were both staring at the broken piece of glass and his half-burned cigarette on the floor. She allowed a broken smile to appear on her face as he caught her gaze and, finally, left. As the song that was playing faded into the background, she closed her eyes and cursed under her breath. Tomorrow would just be the same day all over again.