(Sadie P.O.V.)
Between chicken, beef and chorizo we had enough homemade tacos to feed a small human army and a couple of large pitchers of margarita mix and it suddenly became a party for four. I had always found it amazing what a little flirting with the grocery cashier could let you get away with. When it came to obtaining alcohol all Viv had to do was bat her eyelashes a few times and the boys in town were putty in her hands and considering she was turning 21 in less than a year most of these cashiers didn't even care anyways, of course she could have easily used her fake ID and gotten away with it that way but then again where was the fun in that.
Despite the awkwardness from this morning's encounter I was relieved to see that no one made things weird and we were all able to have a g
