Bury the hatchet

After I was done having dinner with my mother, without thinking it through I decided to go look for my sister to console her. I hate that bitch but she's my sister after all.

I found Brittany sitting at a sun lounger on the patio

I occupied the sun lounger beside her.

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you." She dismissed me and she was crying.

I sigh. "Want a beer?"

She looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

"Or it's beneath you? Brittany Pierce."

She laughed. "Please I drink beer with my colleagues at the law firm after work all the time."

I nod handing her a bottle of beer with a bottle opener.

She handed over the opener back to me. I opened my beer and started gulping it.