“Connie, you know I shouldn’t be drinking alcohol or partying right now. I just survived a f*****g concussion, and the doctor said to stay away from the noise and any other stressing activities.” I rolled my eyes and said to her as we made our way out of the front door.
“Come on Larissa, it’s not a party. It’s just my mom’s art exhibition, and there obviously wouldn’t be alcohol. Well, maybe a few champagne and wine. You can decide not to drink it if you don’t want to, Larissa.” She protested. “I know I am going to be fuxking bored there because it is going to be filled with a bunch of old and boring men, and I need my favorite cousin in the world there so I would be less bored. Pleaseeee..” she tugged at my arm. “It’s only for three hours. Just three hours.”
I let out a heavy sigh the
