"We finally made it." Mark announced, while Amelia and I burst into a fit of drunken giggling.
"We noticed." Zack said, coming over to us.
Amelia and I were still laughing, we were trying to hide it behind our hands, but we were failing miserably.
"I'd offer you a drink." He continued. "But I think you may have had enough."
"Excuse me." I said. "I would very much appreciate a beverage."
Now Mark and Amelia were snickering away.
Zack laughed and shook his head. "Okay."
He walked off, hopefully to get us a drink.
"I'd fuck that." Amelia said suddenly.
Mark and I both looked at her.
"What? I've thought it for years, don't act so shocked." She sat down, well more like flopped down, I flopped down beside her.
"I think we drank too much." I hissed, closing one eye so I could focus on her face better.
She didn't answer, she just started laughing hysterically again.
"Ladies, pull yourselves together." Mark said trying not to laugh.
Zack came back in, handing us a beer. "Are you guys heading out?"
"Yes we are." I said snappily, I wasn't going to pretend to be nice.
"Let me know when your leaving, I wouldn't mind going out."
Pffft, he wasn't invited.
He wandered off and we sat there quietly, drinking our beer, thinking.
"Eww look." Amelia said quietly, well I thought it was quietly but apparently it was pretty loud. "It's fuck face and his whore."
She was pointing at Matt and Amber, who looked over at us, obviously they'd heard.
They glared at us, so I stuck my middle finger up at them, which in turn caused the three of us to burst into another fit of laughter.
"Asshole." I mouthed at him.
This time Brian came over and I groaned loudly.
"Glad you could make it." He said.
"I was dragged here unwillingly." I told him.
"I'm sure you were." Smartass.
I decided then I would no longer speak to any of them, so I sat there looking around ignoring Brian.
"Here." Jim said coming over and shoving a shot in my face.
I shrugged and took it, I might as well have another one.
"I don't think so." Brian said, attempting to grab it off me.
"Fuck off dad." I snapped.
Amelia was giggling hysterically, Mark was sitting there trying to focus while I drunk that shot.
Brian was right, I really didn't need it, but I drank another one, then another one.
I started to feel completely numb, I was way to drunk.
After that I couldn't remember anything, it was a complete blank.
