Calista
“Do you want another drink?” the guy smiled, still amused. I glared at him, and I usually wouldn’t do that, but he was getting on my nerves somehow.
“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I hiccupped again and he slid me another drink. I looked at it but he said it was water, so I took it and when I didn’t feel the burn, I knew he was telling the truth. He watched me with what was akin to fascination but I didn’t care right now what he thought of me.
“You seemed capable enough to do that yourself.” Was what he answered after sipping on his own drink as well. I grabbed the glass of water again to refresh myself.
“What makes you assume that I want to be drunk?” I asked, the water helping clear my head a little. It was still a little hazy and I couldn’t fully make out this guy's fac
