Ginny simply shrugged. She was the one who broke it off, so it wasn't the most ridiculous situation. She certainly wasn't feeling like someone who went through a terrible break up. She was just trying to figure out what to make of all this mess. "It isn't so bad. I've hardly noticed." She was never one to deal with sadness anyhow. She basically had two settings, happy and angry.
She nodded at him and took the glass from the bartender, taking another large sip. Before the bartender could walk away though, she stopped him. I'll have one of what he's having." Tilting her head towards Oliver, she smiled. Fuck it. Time to get drunk.
When the bartender brought over two shots of whiskey and placed them in front of Ginny and Oliver. Taking one and handing him the other she raised the glass at him before shooting it back. Wiping her mouth with her hand she winced a bit. "This shite is strong."