“It feels like some big club that I’m not invited to, that I’m not good enough for. Like spreading your legs and having unprotected sex should win you Woman-of-the-fucking-Year Award.”
As she sits alone in a bar, waiting for a friend who never shows up, Alice begins to feel increasingly left behind. At 35, all her friends are settling down with kids and kitchen extensions, whilst Alice is still chasing wild nights of liquor and lust. As she embarks on an evening of downing Martinis with strangers, Alice lets her secrets come tumbling out, and we begin to see the darker side of her drinking.
But just how far will Alice go in her quest for self-destruction? And who, or what, will pull her back from the brink?