As a friend she should probably be worried about Nishka using liquor as therapy, though she was by no means the only regular to do that. But it definitely didn't seem to be helping her mood.
Jayati rolled her neck across her shoulders while she cracked her knuckles and gathered her thoughts, "Just don't accept things you shouldn't just because you're lonely, don't let the justifications outweigh the benefits." She took a deep breath, "If he can't then fuck 'em, but you might as well enjoy it now right?"
Her gaze settled on the doorway and the bit of light that shined through the sides, "The only person I was ever really tits over heels in love with said he accepted me, and it ended with me having to cut 99% of my ties, leave my home state I loved and change my name. But you know what," She looked at Nishka with steel in her eyes, "I don't regret it, take the happiness that comes even if it's temporary." There was nothing but conviction and sincerity in her words, belief never wavering in what she said.