“Girl, your party was the talk of the entire town!” Anna exclaimed and picked up the shot glass of tequila instead of the bigger glass of orange juice and Clara slapped her hand away, “what the f**k, Clara?!”
Clara arched a judging eyebrow at her, “I called the hospital when you told me you had been discharged. They said no alcohol for the next one month for you,” she said softly and picked up the shot glass, “you take the little people drink.”
Anna pouted like the little brat she was and rolled her eyes before picking up her drink, “I hate this, Clara! Absolutely hate it! They are treating me like some kid, fragile and delicate like some expensive vase. It pisses me off,” she gulped down the cold juice and replaced the half empty glass on the side stool that stood between the comfortabl
