18
Annie
Hours passed.
I’d stopped drinking so that I could sober up enough to get home and sleep instead of puke my guts up. Prisha and Virginia had left at some point. I’d waved them off, promising that I’d grab an Uber.
The rest of us stayed out until bar close. Taureen had an arm over Cord’s shoulders. Cord had an arm over my shoulders. We stumbled to the sidewalk to wait for our Uber as we all sang whatever the last song had been in the club. We were ridiculous but happy. The night had been incredible, and even better, Taureen lived in the same neighborhood as Prisha. So, we could all ride together.
We tumbled into the backseat and drove the short distance back to their place. I was sober enough by now to tell our Uber driver was irritated with us, but still drunk enough not to c
