Elsie's gaze drifted to a random spot in the air as she took a sip of her drink.
The peach-flavored cocktail had a mild, sweet tang. Honestly, it tasted more like a fruity soda than alcohol—not exactly tasty, just… okay. But she was feeling a little off tonight and ended up finishing the whole can without even noticing.
She hadn’t had this drink before, didn’t expect it to hit this hard, this fast.
A wave of dizziness crept over her. She leaned back on the couch, trying to rest for a bit, and the second her eyes closed, it felt like falling into deep water.
Lucas was busy having fun when someone leaned in and shouted into his ear, “#￥*&% is drunk!”
“Who?” he asked.
“Your girl, #*%@…”
Lucas frowned. “What about her?”
The person gave up explaining, straight up point
