Vanessa
“Oh, that smells so good,” I remarked as I walked into the kitchen. Sophia and Mandy had been hard at work and the amount of food spread out on the counter was more than enough to feed an army. I grabbed a piece of crispy bacon and munched on it happily.
“A lot of hung-over people…therefore…a lot of greasy good to soak up all that alcohol,” Sophia said as she added some more scrambled eggs to the already overflowing plate. That whole thing about greasy food soaking up the alcohol wasn’t true, but it was funny enough that I chuckled.
“Damon was pretty drunk,” I mused as I hopped up onto the barstool and grabbed one of the plates.
“Jacob and Corey were the worst,” Mandy said. “When I went out to grab Mark, Corey started downing all the beer that was left in the cups…and I heard
