“Quit whining,” André said as he dragged an ashen-faced Zac towards the closest roller coaster ride — this time, much bigger and more complex than the last.
Apparently, André’s got an iron-clad stomach that can withstand all of the rides in the amusement park whenever he’s sober. The last time they got on roller coasters, André was the first one to throw up. But that was probably only because he had a huge hangover that time.
Sometimes it makes Zac think twice about going with him fully sober. He’s a monster.
“I just had four slices of pepperoni pizza. Please, stop torturing me!” Zac pleaded and tried to pry his wrists off of André’s grip as he ignored all of the looks they were getting from other tourists.
Even kids probably think he’s a massive p*ssy.
“Come on, it’s just one ride
