Rosa's pov
I collected the cup from a guy that I haven't quite seen before and took a big gulp from him before giving it back to him.
Maddy was right. The beer was a no-no compared to the wine we had in our flask.
I wanted to pour some wine into a cup instead of carrying my flask and there was an empty red disposable cup behind the guy that I had a drink from his cup so I got on my tippy toes to get the cup behind him, there by rubbing my boobs against his chest and I was too tipsy to care.
I probably thought that if Norman had already moved on from the grieving stage of the end of our relationship, then I should fake it till I make it.
I kept on stretching and my boobs were obviously pressing into his chest, but I didn't care. When I finally grabbed a hold of the cup, I said, "Sorry,
