![]() ![]() ![]() “You look hot tonight.” His blond hair tickles my face, and I push him back. The lights are on, the music’s loud, and I spot a few people puking in the topiary, but none of them are my friends. I struggle to keep us standing, casting my gaze around the property for help. He laughs, and the ability to remain upright completely abandons him, forcing all his weight on me. ![]() “Jesus, Regina.” He somehow manages to trip over his feet, even though he’s just standing there. I only strong-arm Josh’s clientele when Josh gives his merchandise away, which is every time he gets this drunk. “Hey, Chuck, you’re paying,” I say, grabbing his arm. Fitting: All that Adderall is going up his nose. “That’s all I can give you right now, man.”Ĭharlie sniffs. “I have to restock.” He drops the pills into Charlie’s piggy hands. He tips one, two, three, four into his palm while Charlie Simmons, a fat, cranky sophomore, waits impatiently. “Okay, okay, just-” Josh fumbles into his pocket and pulls out a little baggie of capsules. Tonight, there’s even less to do than that. It wasn’t fun, but it’s not like there was anything else to do. My head was out the window, the world was spinning. I had my turn at the last party, called shotgun in Anna’s Benz after it was over. These weren’t small things, and despite what you may think, at the time they were worth keeping my mouth shut for.Īnna is wasted. ![]()
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