Venti Drunk 소설 & 이야기

She had him fly into Starmoon to discuss the launch and everything that had happened. She hit send and looked up, frowning—the waiter was still standing there. “What? Is there a problem with my order?” The waiter looked nervous. “Ma’am, the Brewmeister Snake Venom beer is the strongest drink we offer here at Starmoon Disco. It has an alcohol content of 67.5%. Are you sure you want that?” Rihanna didn’t even blink. “I don’t care about the alcohol content. I just want to pass out.” The waiter scratched his head and left. She meant it—she wanted to get drunk. She had already secured a VIP room. If she passed out, she’d be safe. She knew the owner of Starmoon Bar, so she had nothing to worry abo

I tell her. Tia nods she is amused. “So, where’s our drinks?” she asks. The drunk woman walks over to a tiki bar and hands us our drink. “This one is called Men are dicks.” She slurs. I take a sip. And almost spit it out. Fuck what is in this thing? Tia however spits it out. “What the hell did I just ingest?” she asks her breath taken away. “Oh, straight up rum, whiskey, gin, and little wine. We are having cocktails of course.” Gracie says.

V warned her "One hundred percent sure!" she replied as she poured the wine in to glasses. They both got real drunk and started baffling like maniacs. "How does it feel V...to be ...away ...from Jissssoooo!" Petris asked trying to walk straight on the table but failed being drunk as fuck. "it hurts......it hurts sooo much...that......i can'...can't ...esplain!" V replied walking up to her. "i un...derstand bec...ause i feel.....the ...sa..same. You...know.....I think....i found....him....bu...but he....is a....vegetable!" Petris said trying to balance her body on one leg.

“I promise you won’t get drunk.” I hesitated, then nodded. “Okay. Fine.” “Cheers.” Our glasses clinked, and I drank. Minutes later, my head began to spin. “My head…” I murmured, pressing my fingers to my temple. “I feel strange. Call Drake.” “I’ll get him,” Vivian said. But when she turned away, I caught the smirk on her face. “Room 207,” she whispered to the two men helping support my weight. “Take her there.”

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

that boyfriend snatcher and her slut of a brother and that stupid George did this to me to keep me from attending their doomed wedding? Oh my God! I'm in so much thoughts. My head aches from alot of thinking. My heart is broken...crushed into a thousand tiny pieces. George is a beast. Did he have to marry Kate, my best friend of all other girls in this world? It hurts...it really hurts! Without thinking twice, I rush to my kitchen cabinet and pick a bottle of Scotch. I unscrew the cap and empty half the contents in my stomach down my throat! The scorching sensation won't stop me from finishing the damn drink.

I pointed every detail not breaking eye contact with her unless I would glance at my note. “You’re right, the investigators were kind of reckless. About the naked thingy, Bruce was mentally ill and drunk who knows what was going on inside his mind. He drank a bottle of one of the strongest and most potent liquor in the world, the Devil Springs Vodka, with an alcohol content of eighty percent. If I were to drink that I might end up stripping in public and have my nudie parade around the entire school or more likely I would pass out,” she reasoned out.

Kirito whispered to his father. "Why? Isn't it fun? A German drinking competition! We are betting for money! I bet on Vivian, you?" Mr Hiomi asked. Kirito looked angry as he clenched his fist in a wave of anger. Vivian got on the stage with the musicians, ready to give a performance as all the guests cheered for her. She drank as she sang and everybody else drank with her. Finally, Vivian passed out. She had lost the match as Mr Garnette was still standing.

“You got it.” Hopefully he knew his limit. Normally understanding and patient in her bar tending role, Hollis had absolutely zero chill to deal with inebriated drunks tonight; Even while hyped up on prescription anxiety meds. Just then, an elated Vivian emerged from the kitchen and started straight for the bar with a bounce in her peppy step. Undoing her black apron hurriedly, Hollis caught Kendra’s infatuated gaze following the other woman’s every move as she passed a miserable Lucas Hiltcrest his first Screwdriver of many.

I’m getting there, Starfish, we have a breach on the eastern side of the territory. Euan and I are surrounded. I love you. I say before cutting the mind link. You ready for this Junie? Ready whenever you are Covey. It’s time to kick some rogue ass.