summary: 'Course they were allowed in bars. That doesn't mean they should actually enter them, someone might get hurt. Or severely drunk. Whichever came first.
a/n: My thought proccess for this one: The excerpt to graduating to graduation ceremony to not high school graduation but college to they're like 21 to that means they can drink! Hehe. :D
disclaimer: Look, 'ere fella, I ain't own GG. Got that? pah-too-ee
3 Never Give A Genius A Drink
"As it so happens, Agent Cameron is a graduate of the Gallagher Academy..."
"Woo wee! Let's partay!" Liz whooped, raising a drinking glass. She was about to take another sip when she hiccupped suddenly, surprising herself. Her bewildered expression turned blank for a second, but then she cracked a grin.
Cammie shook her head, smiling to herself. "Someone's had one too many drinks."
"Who?" Liz questioned. "Be-hic!-x?"
Bex held her hands up in defense. "Hey, don't look at me, Miss Okay-But-Only-One."
Liz giggled like she would have back when they were seventh graders. She slapped the counter and shrieked, "Another round heeere!"
"No, no, no," Cammie said, "We should go home now."
"What's the hurry, Murry?" Liz questioned with a pout.
"We have work tomorrow, remember?" Cammie reminded her.
Bex waved Cammie's reminder away. "Lighten up. Loosen up. Just a few more drinks, 'kay?"
Cammie sighed. She wasn't going to budge the two girls for at least two more rounds.
"Hey, girls!"
"Oh!" Liz squeaked.
"Hey there, Grant!" Bex's eyelashes fluttered.
Long time friends, Grant and Jonas stood before the girls. Neither of them were as drunk as Liz.
"You three busy tonight?" Grant questioned with a slur.
"Noope!" Liz chimed with a grin.
Before Cammie could interject, Jonas laughed and invited the girls to a friend's party just a few blocks from where they were.
"Sounds good," Bex said, getting off her stool and looping her arm around Grant's.
Liz leaned into Jonas as he pulled his arm around her.
"C'mon, Cammie! Let's go!" Liz encouraged over her shoulder. "It'll be—hic!—fun!"
Sighing, Cammie started behind the couples as a third-wheel. It was one thing to be out with your best friends, it was another thing to be out with your best friends and their boyfriends.
"Lonely?" a husky voice whispered in her ear.
Even though she had heard that voice so many times, she still caught her breath every time she did. That time around, she was sure her heart skipped a beat as his strong arms wrapped around her waist.
She shrugged nonchalantly. "Not so much."
