“Nooo, not another one!” Felicity slurred as Jared handed over another shot. Surely her blood was entirely alcohol by now.
She took a deep breath as she didn’t want to think about sambuca sliding down her throat and into her stomach. Not again. It would be a miracle if she didn’t end the evening with her head in a toilet bowl. It was the usual end to a night out for her because she could never handle her liquor, and she’d confirmed to herself that she was a lightweight. She hoped it was something she would grow out of as she got older, especially if she would be drinking more frequently at university. Though the thought of vomiting never made her stop drinking. It was always worth it in the end. Felicity didn’t even want to think about the hangover she would endure the next morning. Her p
