T w e n t y - O n e:
Florence:
I massaged my temples and leaned against the wall in the hallway. The pumping music was way too loud for me; I was in no mood for a party but I had decided I wanted to get my mind off of things and Charlotte said we should go.
I was waiting upstairs in a queue for the bathrooms, the line was moving slowly and I honestly felt like throwing up right now. My vision was blurry and the hallway felt like it was spinning. I wasn't as drunk as I had gotten the last time we went out but I still felt tipsy and I definitely regretted it. I didn't want to be a burden on Charlotte again so I stopped drinking just a while ago but the effects of the alcohol I already consumed were kicking in.
"Hurry the hell up in there!" someone slammed their fist loudly on
