Perrine gave a small smirk as he buried his face in his hands. She half-felt bad for the man and half-sympathized with whoever he was specifically talking about. Rushed relationships weren't really her thing, but who was she to judge? Her opinion only ever mattered to one person: Renaud. And he was no longer a part of her life. In fact, he broke her belief that he actually cared about her and considered her thoughts when he ran off three days before their wedding. Bastard, she thought for the millionth time when thinking of her former fiance, even though she still kept her engagement ring in a box under her pillow. "Seems like both our love lives are flaming garbage," she jested darkly, taking three more shots in quick succession then offering him the rest.