I rather watch out for my friends and make sure none of them get hurt than actually drink beer or margaritas endlessly.
That’s what I do most of the time we hang out together. I Have never really noticed till now how much I am a mother hen to all of them.
“Let’s get you down there before you fall flat on your face.” I snicker at her.
“Okay. Grab my hand.” She stretches her hand in front of her.
I grab her sleeve and pull her up. It takes a lot of strength that I barely have but I pull her to a standing position.
“Now be Careful. If your ass drops I am leaving you right there.” I tell her.
She snorts.
“What is it about that cheap dollar store wine that just hits different. Like just a couple of glasses and I’m tipsy like that.” She giggles and grabs her purse, slides into her shoes
