The club was in full swing when Heather and Sab enter the place. The music
was blasting a remix of Sky's "You". As the two head through the crowd,
they come to a booth where Dee, Alex, Monica, and Paula were already
sitting and having drinks. They were talking up a storm and scoping out the
hotties around the club.
"Finally you two come. What took ya?" Paula asks as she spots the two walking over.
"Love birds couldn't say good-bye. Had to pry them apart." Heather answers taking a seat in the booth.
"Awe, how cute." Dee says as Sab sits down on the other side.
"Ok, enough cute talk, check out the hottie at 2 o'clock." Alex says. They all turn to see the guy standing at the bar. He had brown hair, was pretty built, and he had a great smile.
"Nice pick." Paula remarks looking the guy over.
"And what will you ladies have tonight?" A voice breaks their stares. It was the waiter asking for Sab and Heather's orders; he was pretty hot himself.
"Just a Sprite." Sab answers as she leans back into the booth.
"No, bring her a couple of vodka shooters. She ain't getting off easy tonight." Heather says with a smirk. The waiter leaves to get the drinks.
"Not once when we have gone out, have you ever gotten the least bit drunk." Heather says looking to Sab. "Now its time to let loose."
"I'm not a big drinker. In fact, I haven't really ever drunk before." Sab replies looking back at her.
"Well we have a few days off, so a hang over will do ya some good." Alex says taking a sip of her drink.
"Here you go." The waiter says as he puts four shooters down on the table. "Enjoy."
"Well you girls enjoy those shooters. The guy over there is just looking for company." Alex says getting out of the booth to walk over to the guy that she had pointed out earlier.
"I'll be back also." Monica leaves the group too. "Don't punish her too much!"
"Ok SuperSab, shooter time!" Paula says bringing the drink closer to Sab.
"I have never had one of these. What does it taste like?" Sab says looking at the liquid in the small glass.
"Just drink it down fast." Heather says as she picks up her glass. She then gulps the alcohol down and slams the glass down. "That's all there is too it."
"Ok." Sab says as she picks up the glass. She hesitates for a minute.
"Just try it. It won't kill ya." Dee says encouraging her to drink it. Sab then shoots it and slams the glass down when she has drunk it. She makes a face of disgust.
"Oh my god! That's awful!" Sab says coughing at the liquor that she had just drunk. The rest of them laugh and cheer for her.
"Congrats on your first shooter!" Paula cheers raising up her glass pretending to toast.
"So what'll it be now? Another shooter or something different?" Dee asks taking one of the last two shooters and gulping it down.
"I think she should stick to the shooters for now." Heather answers looking to Sab who has recovered from the drink.
"What, don't think I can handle something stronger?" Sab asks challenging her.
"You think you can handle something stronger?" Heather replies waving to the waiter to come over. "Alright then."
The waiter approaches the table.
"My friend here wants something stronger then the shooters. Bring her a Die Softly." Heather says to him.
"You sure?" He asks looking to Sab who he thought might not be able to take it.
"Positive and bring me a Lemon Drop please." Heather says as the waiter once more. "We'll see how brave you are now Sab."
"Bring it on."
"Heather, she isn't..."
"She wants the challenge Paula." Heather interrupts her.
"But that's pure vodka. She'll be out of it the rest of the night if she can't handle it." Dee adds in.
"She wants to do this." Heather says looking at the two then back to Sab.
"You sure you wanna drink it?" Paula asks looking over to Sab.
"Gotta try everything once in your life."
The waiter brings a glass of the vodka and Heather's Lemon drop with a slice of lemon with sugar on top.
"If it doesn't kill you, it will only make you stronger." He says looking to Sab as he places the drink on the table in front of her. He then leaves the four to be.
"Well let's see if you are all talk." Heather says readying herself for Sab's expression when she drinks it.
"Here goes." Sab takes the drink and gulps it down. When she is done, she places the glass on the table and stares at it wide eyed.
"So?" Dee asks waiting for Sab to talk.
"Good." Sab manages to say. Paula lets out another cheer.
"Good job Sab." Heather says giving her a high five.
"What next?" Sab asks eagerly.
"More? Ok." Heather laughs as she places her drink in front of Sab. "Ok, what you do with this, is shoot the vodka, then bite the lemon with the sugar."
"Ok. Here goes." Sab shoots the drink then bites into the lemon.
"Good?" Heather asks.
"Great! What next?" Sab asks even more egger to try more
"I think that's good enough for you for one night." Paula says giggling at the fact that she wants to try more.
"I agree. Shooters, a Die Softly and a Lemon Drop is a lot. You are probably already starting to get drunk." Heather adds in.
"Probably." Sab says leaning back into the booth. She was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. She had never actually had any before tonight. She turns her head to look at the people dancing on the dance floor. As she looks, someone catches her eye. A figure in the distance that looked very familiar.
"It can't be." Sab whispers out loud to herself.
"Can't be what Sab?" Paula asks looking in the direction of Sab's stare, but can't seem to find what she is looking at. Sab turns around to face her, then back to the person. But they weren't there anymore. She turns back to the table with a confused look on her face.
"What did you see?" Heather asks. All four were now worried about what their friend had seen.
"Nothing. It must be the alcohol." Sab says as she snaps out of her trance.
"I think we should take you home now. A little too much for one night." Paula says grabbing her coat that was lying on the seat beside her.
"Yeah, I guess." Sab says as she gets out of the booth. She stumbles a bit from the drinks she had.
"Careful now." Heather says helping her keep her balance.
"Thanks." She says putting her coat on. The four of them say their good- byes to Alex and Monica and head Sab home.
"Finally you two come. What took ya?" Paula asks as she spots the two walking over.
"Love birds couldn't say good-bye. Had to pry them apart." Heather answers taking a seat in the booth.
"Awe, how cute." Dee says as Sab sits down on the other side.
"Ok, enough cute talk, check out the hottie at 2 o'clock." Alex says. They all turn to see the guy standing at the bar. He had brown hair, was pretty built, and he had a great smile.
"Nice pick." Paula remarks looking the guy over.
"And what will you ladies have tonight?" A voice breaks their stares. It was the waiter asking for Sab and Heather's orders; he was pretty hot himself.
"Just a Sprite." Sab answers as she leans back into the booth.
"No, bring her a couple of vodka shooters. She ain't getting off easy tonight." Heather says with a smirk. The waiter leaves to get the drinks.
"Not once when we have gone out, have you ever gotten the least bit drunk." Heather says looking to Sab. "Now its time to let loose."
"I'm not a big drinker. In fact, I haven't really ever drunk before." Sab replies looking back at her.
"Well we have a few days off, so a hang over will do ya some good." Alex says taking a sip of her drink.
"Here you go." The waiter says as he puts four shooters down on the table. "Enjoy."
"Well you girls enjoy those shooters. The guy over there is just looking for company." Alex says getting out of the booth to walk over to the guy that she had pointed out earlier.
"I'll be back also." Monica leaves the group too. "Don't punish her too much!"
"Ok SuperSab, shooter time!" Paula says bringing the drink closer to Sab.
"I have never had one of these. What does it taste like?" Sab says looking at the liquid in the small glass.
"Just drink it down fast." Heather says as she picks up her glass. She then gulps the alcohol down and slams the glass down. "That's all there is too it."
"Ok." Sab says as she picks up the glass. She hesitates for a minute.
"Just try it. It won't kill ya." Dee says encouraging her to drink it. Sab then shoots it and slams the glass down when she has drunk it. She makes a face of disgust.
"Oh my god! That's awful!" Sab says coughing at the liquor that she had just drunk. The rest of them laugh and cheer for her.
"Congrats on your first shooter!" Paula cheers raising up her glass pretending to toast.
"So what'll it be now? Another shooter or something different?" Dee asks taking one of the last two shooters and gulping it down.
"I think she should stick to the shooters for now." Heather answers looking to Sab who has recovered from the drink.
"What, don't think I can handle something stronger?" Sab asks challenging her.
"You think you can handle something stronger?" Heather replies waving to the waiter to come over. "Alright then."
The waiter approaches the table.
"My friend here wants something stronger then the shooters. Bring her a Die Softly." Heather says to him.
"You sure?" He asks looking to Sab who he thought might not be able to take it.
"Positive and bring me a Lemon Drop please." Heather says as the waiter once more. "We'll see how brave you are now Sab."
"Bring it on."
"Heather, she isn't..."
"She wants the challenge Paula." Heather interrupts her.
"But that's pure vodka. She'll be out of it the rest of the night if she can't handle it." Dee adds in.
"She wants to do this." Heather says looking at the two then back to Sab.
"You sure you wanna drink it?" Paula asks looking over to Sab.
"Gotta try everything once in your life."
The waiter brings a glass of the vodka and Heather's Lemon drop with a slice of lemon with sugar on top.
"If it doesn't kill you, it will only make you stronger." He says looking to Sab as he places the drink on the table in front of her. He then leaves the four to be.
"Well let's see if you are all talk." Heather says readying herself for Sab's expression when she drinks it.
"Here goes." Sab takes the drink and gulps it down. When she is done, she places the glass on the table and stares at it wide eyed.
"So?" Dee asks waiting for Sab to talk.
"Good." Sab manages to say. Paula lets out another cheer.
"Good job Sab." Heather says giving her a high five.
"What next?" Sab asks eagerly.
"More? Ok." Heather laughs as she places her drink in front of Sab. "Ok, what you do with this, is shoot the vodka, then bite the lemon with the sugar."
"Ok. Here goes." Sab shoots the drink then bites into the lemon.
"Good?" Heather asks.
"Great! What next?" Sab asks even more egger to try more
"I think that's good enough for you for one night." Paula says giggling at the fact that she wants to try more.
"I agree. Shooters, a Die Softly and a Lemon Drop is a lot. You are probably already starting to get drunk." Heather adds in.
"Probably." Sab says leaning back into the booth. She was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. She had never actually had any before tonight. She turns her head to look at the people dancing on the dance floor. As she looks, someone catches her eye. A figure in the distance that looked very familiar.
"It can't be." Sab whispers out loud to herself.
"Can't be what Sab?" Paula asks looking in the direction of Sab's stare, but can't seem to find what she is looking at. Sab turns around to face her, then back to the person. But they weren't there anymore. She turns back to the table with a confused look on her face.
"What did you see?" Heather asks. All four were now worried about what their friend had seen.
"Nothing. It must be the alcohol." Sab says as she snaps out of her trance.
"I think we should take you home now. A little too much for one night." Paula says grabbing her coat that was lying on the seat beside her.
"Yeah, I guess." Sab says as she gets out of the booth. She stumbles a bit from the drinks she had.
"Careful now." Heather says helping her keep her balance.
"Thanks." She says putting her coat on. The four of them say their good- byes to Alex and Monica and head Sab home.