I tried to find my student card but couldn't find it until I gave up. I'll probably find it myself. I like to forget like this regularly.
It's time for Maddie to come take us to the club. It's a Maddie. It went to pick it up. Minnie and Jean came to pick me up last. I didn't dress in anything sexy. Dress in my style. As for Jean and Maddie, these two people are dressed in such a way that they hardly eat each other. I keep Minnienie close to the left.
When we arrived at the club we ordered some liquor.
“Today, insiders told me that Chandler would be coming to this pub,” Maddie said excitedly.
“Chandler, who is Chris's twin? A race car driver,” Jean added.
“Yes!” Maddie nodded in approval.
“Too bad, I like Chris,” Jean said.
“I also like Chris. But the two brothers look the same. Whoever you get will be good." Maddie smiled a little and smiled a big smile.
Minnie and I looked at each other and shook our heads lightly. To the fierceness of these two friends
“Come on, let's share a glass for the two of you, slobs.” I held the glass in front of my face.
“Strong, but I like that word.”
After a few drinks, I started feeling tipsy. Out of nowhere, I heard women's voices in the club screaming.
"Why are you flapping your gums? It's not like someone kicked the bucket," Minnie snapped.
"Oh gosh, he’s here!" Maddie suddenly shrieked while staring at something.
"Is this a scream fest now?" I raised my hand to my ear in irritation and slurred my words due to being drunk.
"Chandler! Chandler is here. Oh my goodness!" Maddie jumped around like a fish out of water.
"OMG! He's so handsome!" Jean screamed excitedly. Is he really that good-looking? I tried to catch a glimpse, but the crowd was too thick and my head was spinning.
"Alright, girls, I'm going to bag this guy tonight. Chandler is going to be my hubby," Maddie declared confidently.
“Me, too!!” Jean added.
“As you please,” Minne and I uttered at the same time.
We continued drinking for a while. I haven't seen the face of the person named Chandler. What does he look like? They saw him as handsome, heavy and thick. Now where he sits, I still don't know.
Suddenly a waiter walked up and poked my arm.
"Miss, there’s a guy at that table who is inviting you to sit and have a drink with him."
“No,” I hurriedly rejected the offer. I'm not in the mood to sit with anyone.
The waiter nodded and walked away.
“Cassandra!!!” Maddie and Jean suddenly shouted my name loudly at the same time.
“Ah!!” Now I'm drunk, very drunk, but my ears aren't deaf at all.
“The person you just refused was Chandler, you crazy girl!” Jean scolded me for being big dummy.
"Chandler, why did you just asked me? It's horrible!!"
“Chandler and you… I don't know!” I stood up and staggered back and forth, “What a nonsense! Minnie, take me to the bathroom,” I poked Minnie's arm.
“I can’t! I’m so drunk!” Minnie has her face buried on the table now.
I spun around and began my search for Jean and Maddie. I have no clue where those two have disappeared to.
Since there was no one available to accompany me, I had to venture out on my own. I navigated through the crowd. Before I could make it to the restroom, I accidentally spilled my drink on my tablet. Once inside, I quickly used the facilities. What's next? Exit the restroom.
Out of nowhere, a hand suddenly grabbed my arm.
“What the…?!” I exclaimed in surprise. I then attempted to get a good look at the person who had grabbed me.
Oh, wow! What an incredibly good-looking man. I was so stunned by his appearance that not even a falling cow or buffalo would have startled me. His handsome face seemed oddly familiar. Where have I seen a man this attractive before? I can't seem to recall.
“My name is Chandler. I'm the one who asked the waiter to bring you over to my table,” he said with a charming smile. I was even more captivated by him when he smiled. It was a smile that could melt hearts, a smile that truly tugged at my heartstrings. Does he realize the effect he has on me?
"Oh no!" I exclaimed, my voice barely a whisper, but it seemed like he heard me. He responded with a sweet smile.
"Can we grab a drink together at the table?" I asked, feeling a wave of dizziness that made me think I might throw up any second.
"Hold on... just give me a moment," I said, rushing towards the bathroom. I couldn't bear it anymore, the nausea was overwhelming.
"Wait, where are you going, little one? Let's head to the table," the attractive man said, grabbing my arm.
"Let go of me!!" I protested.
"Tell me where you're going," he insisted.
"I... I need to... puke!" I managed to say, unable to hold it in any longer. This would teach him a lesson. When someone feels sick, they should be allowed to leave. And so, I ended up throwing up all over the handsome man's shirt.
"Oh, shit...!!!"