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I really don't like getting drunk but I enjoy a drink now and then. All of my friends absolutely love it but I don't like the bitter taste of alcohol. I have never gotten used to it. Basically, I am always the sober person in the party or the designated driver. I love my life (note the heavy sarcasm).
It is now 2'o clock in the morning and I can hear that half the girls in the hostel are drunk. Before Aisha comes and gets me I should go. I climbed up the stairs to the roof. The first thing that hit me was the smell of booze and stink. This is going to be a long night.
I saw Aisha doing vodka shots. I head towards her before she could drink herself to death.
"Babe you need to stop. Tomorrow is going to be rough for you."
"Stop being such a buzzkill and have a shot come on loosen up."
"Just one okay?" I sighed. I gulped down that bitter, scorching liquid down. That definitely wasn't vodka.
"What was that?" I gasped.
"Awesome stuff!" Exclaimed Aisha.
"Okay that's it! No more for me or you. Let's go back to the rooms and watch the latest episode of 'The Flash' until you pass out." I mumbled the last part.
"What?!? Noooooooooooo I wanna daaaaance to the musiiiiiiiiic." Claimed Aisha swaying her hips.
"You do realize that there is no music, right?" I sighed again. I seem to be doing that a lot. "Come on we don't want to get caught now do we? I don't think DISCO likes you after the last stunt you pulled."
"Whatever?! I like to eat boobs."
I sighed and put my arms around her to prevent her from stumbling and tried to get her to my room which was closer than hers.I had to take the help of two other girls to get Aisha to my room. Let me tell you going down the stairs is not easy especially if you have a drunk friend hanging around your arm. It was so tiring and I had an early lecture tomorrow. Let me tell you another secret about Indian universities, nobody I mean nobody ever attends the morning lectures. I mean out of fifty students who register for it hardly ten ever come. I only go when I am feeling all studious which is never.
After dropping Aisha I took my phone and went to her room to sleep. I hated Aisha's roommate. She was such a bitch, don't even have words to describe her. I hope she's already asleep or with her boyfriend as I hadn't seen her on the roof. I seriously don't have the energy to deal with her.
It was dark when I entered her room. I quietly crept towards Aisha bed and dropped on it like a pack of stones. Then I took out my phone to set my alarms , who can wake up by just one alarm we all need multiple alarms to wake up, right? Just to see I had a text, I am one of those people who get excited over a text. I knew there was a reason I don't have a boyfriend, cue a long sigh.
There were mostly from group chats and stuff but there was one from Akash.
Are you drunk enough to send me a picture of your boob?😚😚😚😚😚😚😚😚😚
Ps Aisha drunk texted me she likes boobs......? 😎😎
Ps Pratik will kill me if he reads the text...... Can you pls delete the txt from her phone.....? I luuuuuv you😘😘💋❤️
Ewwww.
Okay but in the morning.
What's up with all the full stops and emojis? Is that you talking or the creepy uncle within you...? 😅😝
Hahaaha sooo funny......... Not 😒😒
😂😂😂😂 good night and sweet dreams creepy uncle.......
Sleep tight and have nightmares...... 😒😒💀👺👹
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