Alex P. O. V
For the last hour I was at the same place in the bar since I arrived here. Jess and Willow drank themselves half a*s to death. They could hardly say anything without slurring. I shook my head at the nonsense they were bubbling. I was sitting on a barstool watching Jessa almost fall out of her and face planted on the greasy floor of the club while holding a bottle. Willow was no better. She grabbed Jess before she could hit the ground .
She almost stumbled with her but managed to straighten up both of them when I stood up from my bar stool to help them.
Jess' eyes were half open when she pointed a finger at the ceiling while holding the bottle of beer.
"One pig, two pigs, three pigs ahh hah a ha ha . There are so many pigs to see there. See" Jess said in a wondering voice
