I sat at a bar stool, downing my last potential drink of the evening. My heart beat too fast and my face felt too hot. I pushed my dark blonde hair out of my face and looked out the window, careless and probably delirious. I saw guys at the other side of the bar chugging drinks. I saw this one buff guy, who took somebody else's money. Maybe it was a bet I was probably too drunk to hear about. I couldn't believe whoever tried to even go up against this guy. I lie my head down on the counter, getting kinda dizzy from what I'd been indulging in.
" Anyone that can even come close to the amount I can down, I'll give them 5K!" He laughed insanely. People laughed with him in symphony. I must have been insanely drunk to say 'deal'. I instantly regretted it.He looked at me as if I was a complete idiot " What did I hear, princess?" he mocked. Everyone laughed in harmony.
Whoops of laughter and roars and tears
came from every corner of the room. I
gently lift my head to face him. I stood
and an entire crowd parted for me. I
stepped forward. All my rationale flew
out the window. If my dad knew I was
doing this, he'd have a heart attack. 2
large bottles of Henny were okay,
considering what I've been used to
since I was 17. The crowd roared. I
shook his hand and begun. A wave of
nausea hit me even before I started. I
wasn't using my head at all at this point.
I drank it straight, feeling the burning
sensation throughout my body. I
downed it much faster than him, but I
felt my consciousness fade quicker. I
didn't care at all. I needed the money, in
all honesty. I finished the second bottle
that took a hard number on me,
quicker than he could down half that.
Everyone stood in complete shock and
silence. I dizzily but gently took the
heavy bag of money and left the bar.
My inebriated vision was no help
whatsoever and my drunk state could
easily get me arrested, or worse.
I felt a body press against my arm. I
was way too weak to fight him off. I
started walking away, but instead ran
into the person was walking away
from my shock sent me unconscious.
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I sat up, feeling like absolute shit. I was
the dumbest person in the entire
world. Why would I have 10 vodka
shots than 2 thin bottles of henny? I
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