“What the heck is going on here?!” Unable to control my own temper, my bellowing anger stops my friends from their so-called fun. Some of my colleagues show utter disappointment and others finally realize the situation and are now guilt-ridden from my anger.
Now, it’s utter silence. And they should be. I scan the room, glaring eyes as each of them mutters a sorry. “Now, who in the right f*****g mind let a minor drink beer? What if she gets alcohol poisoning?!”
Well, technically, I drank a lot more when I was her age BUT that’s not the f*****g problem!
“Yu?” I turn to see a dazed look of Nina as her lips curled into a grin. “Happy Bir’day, Yu! Cheers!” She says as she grabs the beer-filled mug next to her empty one and almost, ALMOST attempts to chug another shot if it weren’t for a hand
