Chapter 21
"Explain to me what last night was about? Since when do you get drunk? And at a bar, no less?"
Tim groaned as he sat up on Andi's couch, where he'd crashed the night before. His complexion went from gray to pea green. Andi shoved the garbage can at him. "The bathroom is that way." She pointed down the hall. Tim stuck his head in the garbage can for a moment before setting it down and flopping back on the sofa.
"I'm fine." He pressed his hand to his forehead and then his belly, as though unsure which would help the most. "Right. Who am I to get drunk? I'm not one of the popular dudes. I'm just the nerd who should hide out in his basement, playing with himself and playing endless video games."
"Don't lay that crap on me. You want to be an ass who is a nerd and a drunk, go ahea
