Romance in Whitchurch
Fighting the Dragon
For several months, as my meetings with my friend, Clara, in Whitchurch, Bristol, never happened, I had the urge to drown my despair with some Dragon Vodka I have in the house.
Though we still haven't met, I have no desire to partake in the Vodka, parially because of the risk of losing my friend's respect, though she was my support at my lowest, but also, I have never been a big alcohol drinker, I don't object to a short now and again, but I am more likely to drink fruit tea these days.
Another concern is if I start to drink alcohol, my friend may change her mind about me, and decide she doesn't wish to meet, that would serve one purpose, to drive me to drink
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