There’s going to be a party, my fiance is throwing it.
And there might be underage drinking going on.
I’M GOING TO GET SO SMASHED.
I can’t even wait.
I have a whole bottle. Of the hard stuff. Of yummy hard stuff, so it won’t even suck to drink.
I keep pushing for you and your stupid girlfriend to be on the invite list.
I don’t know why.. Maybe I just want you to see me happy and on air. Maybe I want you to get jealous, since I get super flirty and a little slutty after a few. Maybe I want you to drink a little bit, and do the same. Your girlfriend will flip shit, because we both know what will happen if you get flirty. You still like me, or have some sort of feelings towards me. Ooooh, this will be interesting, won’t it?
Let’s see who we become when we lose control.