~RAELIN~
“f**k you Cal." I grit. "I didn’t give you permission to drink that.”
He whines. “Come on Ray. I'm just going to have a tiny little sip.“
Before I can protest any further, he is already grabbing a few shot glasses from the shelf and handing some out to Wes and Derek.
He dumps one onto my desk and pushes it towards me, making me growl.
“Come on, just a tiny sip won't hurt.” He says, that stupid smirky grin still plastered all over his face.
This shithead has got to be kidding me.
Despite my hesitation, I take up the glass he dumped in front of me, resigning any further protest. It is useless refusing Cal after all.
I am pissed watching him as he proceeds to pop the bottle open and pour himself a glass.
Wait, he is pouring himself a full glass. Why is he pouring himself a f
