[ WP ] Three friends . Four AM . No dialogue

-001 ( late resolution challenge entry ) 
 
 We sat on the paved road, legs stretched out before us; heels on the edge of the precipice. Clair and Sonya sat beside me sharing a bottle of jack whilst giggling over nonsense things. The original plan was to get me drunk so I could temporarily forget my woes but that didn ’ t work out, obviously. However, the booze was unnecessary as I was already numb. My brain was tired from thinking and rethinking. Analyzing and reanalyzing, trying to find the crack that caused our foundation to fall. I found nothing so I dealt with my grief the only way I knew how, by being quiet. Talking about my problems never worked for me. It just made me feel like a pitiful child. I always believed that one should own up to their mistakes, acknowledge them and not make it a burden to others in exchange for a shred of sympathy. 
 
 I glanced at my watch. The fat green numbers seem to rudely shout 4AM. Sighing, I pulled a cigarette out my back pocket. I lit it then stared at it as the little orange orb began eating it. I know I should quit. I should probably take those two drunks home as well, I thought as I looked back at my car. But not now. Now –I drew in deeply from my cigarette– I need to find my own piece of mind. Suddenly there was a loud POOSH of glass hitting a tree. I jumped and quickly searched for the wounded tree as the sound of liquid hitting the plants below reached my ears. Rolling my eyes I looked over my shoulder. Sonya erupted in giggles as Clair smiled wildly back at me. Cigarette forgotten, I lead them back to my car. 

