I'm all for parties. I have nothing against them. Since starting here a year ago I have gone to my share of them. But nothing will ever make shots of cheap vodkaa good thing, I don't care how good the music or the company is. I slammed my glass down along with Charlotte and Ariel. "I love birthday cake vodka it's so sweet!" Char screams in my ear. Wincing I yell back "You seen Meg? I am supposed to cock block Hawkins tonight".
Ariel joins in: "I think I saw her talking to Eren on the porch earlier". Great that's lovely. Last thing this party needs is a fist fight over Meg, and Eren would certainly love it. I turn around to ask Char's opinion in time to see her get dragged off downstairs by her boyfriend Hercules. Dumb name I know, but he's a nice guy and he loves her to death. Looks like I'm doing this the hard way. With a Malibu and Coke for the road, I am off circulating the party. After 10 minutes, I have learned that Merida and some dude from another school (Berk is what I hear from Naveen, but must have misheard it) are hooking up in the bathroom, Tulio and Miquel have gotten back together after a horrible three day break up and somehow all the vodka is gone.
The porch is empty except for Cindy throwing up in the bushes. I lend her a hair tie and advice for the next morning before her roommates drag her into the car. I am tipsy and frustrated; the only place I have not looked is the basement…. I need more alcohol before I face that mess. Some much grinding, filthy floors and BLEH. I grab a bottle of Bacaardi off the floor and line up glasses. "OY, who wants to do shots!?"
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