She looked absolutely stunning. Her skin porcelain, glowing as she spun around in circles under the moonlight. Her dress formed a magnificent circle as she spun and spun, getting herself dizzy.
He really shouldn't have let her drink that small shot of Firewhiskey if he knew how weak she was when it came to alcohol.
"James, come join me! Look at the moon, it has four hands!" Lily burst into a laughing fit. "James, it's waving at me; No. It's giving me the rude sign!" Lily shouted, horrified.
"Come on now, Lily. You'll go barfing on me later if you continue on doing that." James placed both arms around her middle, pulling her to a stop. Lily stumbled on her steps, falling over and dragging James with her.
As James opened his eyes, he was met with Lily's dazzling emerald ones. He was about to speak when he felt hot, goeey barf shoot straight at his face.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!"