Emilia POV
*the next day*
“Ugh, my head,” I heard Chloe moan from under the covers.
“Why did you let me drink so much last night? I don’t think I am going to be able to make it out of our room all day today.”
“Let you? When have I ever let you do anything? You were on a roll last night. There was no stopping you and Mr. Hot Pants from chugging away.”
“Why do you think every guy I hang out with has to be boyfriend material? Can’t I just have a little fun every once in a while without getting too serious?” Chloe snapped back at me.
“Well—” I started to reply before she quickly interrupted me.
“Okay, I know, I know. Odds are he’ll end up being my next boyfriend. I get it. I date a lot. Nothing wrong with that. This is the age where we are supposed to date around, experiment a little.
