Wine

We drink too much of it, one of us was always the first to declare, usually after a blow out of some sort.

But it always prickled me when you made a point to say wine.

You drink just as much beer, I’d mutter.

I was saying we both drink too much – doesn’t matter the beverage.

But you say wine, I’d whisper under my breath.

When we both know I’m the only one who drinks that.