I leave him on the porch and squeeze my way through a throng of sweaty bodies. They were all huddled up in the living room watching Ayla chug what was left of the keg not once stopping to take a breather. Mandy was nowhere to be seen.
When she's finally finished gulping the whole thing, she takes the tube out of her mouth and yells, pumping up the crowd.
Shit, Savannah's not going to like this.
Being the fun police, I push against the throng of bodies that was blocking me from my drunk cousin.
I reach for her shoulders and pull her to the crowd. "Sierra," she slurs. "Hey, I wasn't done, yet."
"You're drunk, Ayla. Let's go home."
We made it toward foyer before she plants her feet firmly on the ground. "No. This is the most fun I've had in weeks!" She flails her arms but that only ca
