Three Bottles

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~ATHENA POV~

I stumbled into the kitchen of my apartment as I chugged the bottle of booze. I was dancing around as music played. I heard a faint knock, but ignored it. I took a swig from the bottle as I twisted around. The knock grew louder but I ignored it.

"Athena!"

"Fuck off!"

"Come on LaRusso," Kyler's voice carried through the wood. "Let us in."

I sighed and stumbled over to the door. I yanked it open, nearly falling. I felt two sets of hands steady me. I looked up and saw Tory, Kyler and Kenny.

"Hey," I slurred. "Come in I guess."

They all slowly walked in looking around my place.

"Sorry about the mess." I said.

"Its fine." Tory mumbled. "Athena how drunk are you?'

I shrugged.

"How drunk is someone after three bottles?"

"Depends on how good the person handles there liquor." Kyler said.

"Three bottles?" Kenny repeated.

I nodded with a slight giggle. 

"Athena are you okay?" Tory asked stepping forward.

"I'm fine." I waved her off. "I was just.....I just needed a break."

Kyler ended up leaving with Tory, leaving me with Kenny. I tried to stumble into my room but nearly fell. Kenny ended up having to help me.

"Kenny, do you go and see Shawn?" I asked as he helped me into bed.

"I, uh, yeah sometimes." He answered.

"Well next time you see him, tell him Tilly's back." I mumbled.

"Tilly? Who's Tilly?"

I didn't answer as I drifted off to sleep.

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