[whitexsuicide]

Amelia Marie Diederich

Amelia didn't think about how she was going to take off the clothes let alone be able to put them back on. And thinking that Donnie was the only one to take her clothes...off, made her red hot in the face. She didn't know what to say or what to do. It wasn't like she didn't think of him in that way before it was just weird that it had to be in that way. She was embarrassed and wished she never bought the dress. "Let's go get a drink then." Amelia got up and started off to the pub down stairs, hoping the alcohol would help them take the clothes off later.

Down in the pub Amelia order some whiskey, and sipped it slowly. The burn was great but she was enjoying since she hadn't a clue what her mind was going through. She enjoyed being with Donnie but she didn't understand the other feelings she had towards him. She liked him as a friend, no more, right? She shook her head. No she must not like Donnie if she did what would become of their friendship. She asked for another drink, trying to lose herself in the harsh liquid. "I think you need to slow down miss." The old man had the same look on her as he did before. "Oh, sorry. Just trying to relax that is all." Amelia gave a half smile and kept drinking her drink. The bartender wondered what was on her mind but let her get off easy this time.