Sasha's predicament

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It was night, she walked around the street, her head hung low as she reminisced over how her life had been for the past 5 years.

After her mother's death, she didn't really know life would give her hope again, only for it to come shattering to pieces when her best friend traveled out.

She lost her freedom and all of a sudden, everything changed and here she was. She knew if her mother was alive, she wouldn't have been subjected to such a cruel fate; she would have fought her battles head on, but this… this was becoming too much, and she wanted to forget about it all.

She looked up ahead and caught a glimpse of a bar. With a satisfied nod, she headed that way and entered.

“Two bottles of alcohol please.” She requested.

The bartender nodded with a smile and gave her what she ordered and a glass cup. She didn't bother to use the glass cup and just downed it all down from the cup.

When she was done with the second bottle, she ordered for three more. The bartender shook his head and