Nostalgia

Lilian POV

Jensen kept giving me vodka as I asked for it. The two of us sat on the floor in a corner of the room next to the drinks bar and drank while talking about banal things and memories from the past.

“Ugh, I already forgot how good this feels,” I commented in a voice slowed by the alcohol. “I had forgotten what it was like to just drink until I lost count.”

“Just like we used to do in the past at the parties you threw?” He remembered, and I laughed.

“Those parties are totally out of place, but don’t blame me, okay? We were in college, and when we're in college, we feel like the world belongs to us, and we're free to do all kinds of reckless things,” I commented, bringing my glass to my lips to drink some more.

I remember we were the most famous couple on campus,” he said, as we had a nostalgic look, reliving those images from our memories. “Everyone wanted to be our friend, and all the guys wanted you.”

“Just like all the girls wanted you too,” I told him. “Most of them approac