Eida stared at her phone, wondering what was wrong with her phone. That was twice that someone called her, then hung up on her.
Those were two important people she had been waiting to call, and when they finally did, they just suddenly ended the call, not even saying goodbye.
She took the glass of wine on her table and placed it back on her lips, drinking the remaining liquid until there was nothing left. Then, she leaned her body on the couch, holding the empty glass in one hand and the phone in the other.
After the phone remained silent, she threw it to the side of the couch, rendering it useless. She thought they were never going to call.
"Who needs them?" She uttered in her slurry words, pulling herself up into a sitting position and grabbing the bottle of wine to pour it into her glass.
But, on second thought, she decided to grab the bottle instead, leaving the empty glass on the table. Who needs etiquette when she drowned in her misery?
