Chapter 4
I’m more drunk than I should be. Should, as in, not because of how much I’ve had to drink but in the sense of how drunk I should be if I actually want to achieve anything or make any sense of Bianca’s party. Based on how much Wong and I had on the walk to the Gleeson’s I’m kind of surprised I’m even still conscious.
It’s all a bit embarrassing really.
Wong and I were basically the first people to arrive and we turned up totally sloshed and Wong was dancing around the house with me while Bianca and her brother were just kind of watching us like we were from another planet. But at least she was smiling, right? I mean Bianca is pretty in her own right. She’s got this kind of Turkish look about her with those dark eyes and I find it difficult not to try to imagine her surrounded i
