Chloe’s POV
“You bet!” I said, giggling alongside as I grabbed a glass and then chugged it down my throat without even a second thought as to whether or not my actions were smart.
“Good girl!” Greg called out with a smile creased on his face as he chugged his as well.
“Wanna dance?” He asked.
“I guess,” I responded as he had me dragged to the dance floor where the other college students were having fun as well.
I swayed my hips relentlessly to the pop music in the background as I felt a hand over my waist. But for some reason, I didn't mind.
Pulling furiously at my ever-riding dress, I danced to the rhythm of the music in the background. The smell of booze instantly attacked my sense of smell. As I continued, my eyes scanned the dance floor and the phrase “Packed like sardines,” spr
