“You sure about this?” Kyle groaned from the driver’s seat. We have been sitting in the parking lot for the past 30 minutes. I have facetimed everyone, trying to find a reason why I shouldn’t do this. They gave me reasons why I shouldn’t but they also gave me reasons why I needed to. Some friends I have.
“No. But yes? I don’t know.” I fiddled with my fingers, my nervousness showing. “You know what? I changed my mind. Let’s go. We can go get food, go to the liquor store. Oh! We can go to the zoo! You love the zoo!”
“One...we can get food after so the sooner you get this over with the sooner we can eat. Two...I think you’ve had enough alcohol in your lifetime, but if you insist, tequila, but after we eat so you don’t get too drunk on an empty stomach. And three...I was 8 the last time I w
