I closed my eyes as the cold breeze of air started to brush my hair moving it away from my face. I smiled as it felt good touching my skin, especially my lips that are still wet from the champagne I drank seconds ago making it cold and reviving. I can feel my eyelids getting heavy because of all the alcohol I have taken.
"Do you know how much alcohol you have already taken?"
I bit my lips as I turned my gaze at the man next to me who's also enjoying the view here on the balcony. The low fidelity music playing in this room makes his view somehow romantic as his hair is also dancing by the wind paired with his blushing cheeks and ears. He's resting both of his arms on the railings of the balcony, just like me. Both of our hands are holding our glass of alcohol. His eyes are also getting
