Lilah POV
Five drinks was five too many.
“I’ll take the L on this one if you don’t think we can pull it off,” Lachlan whispers as we stand at the sign-up table for the reindeer game.
A massive blow-up obstacle course has foam cannons blowing thick white layers of suds over it, and Christmas music blares from loudspeakers.
“Lilah,” Liv squeals, “This is a lifelong dream. Why didn’t I think of this sooner?”
My lips pull into a dramatic grin, “Probably because this is adults only,” I giggle. “We’re barely adults, Livvy.”
“You’re drunk, sweetheart,” she smiles, shaking her head. “Are you ready to wear Lilah’s barf?” Liv turns towards Lachlan.
“I’ll have you know, my girl can hold her alcohol,” he responds with confidence.
Liv bursts into laughter at the same time Issac snorts, “Thi
