"I think it's time for you to stop drinking."

You say it when Rita drinks the second glass of alcoholic drink.

"I think you should stop being such a bore. You came to have fun, not to stand still."

You didn't really want to go to this party. It's not your style. There are teenagers here who use not only alcohol, but also narcotic substances, you were not satisfied with such behavior.

So why did you come? Rita talked you into it. She wanted to take you out somewhere so that you could have fun and take your mind off your studies at least for a while. And you agreed because you knew that this girl wouldn't leave you alone, you're both too close.

"Here, have a drink. Just try it, huh."

Rita licks her dry lips and hands you a glass of whiskey, looking at you with her mischievous and already quite drunk eyes.

And you just sigh at her request and give up under her pressure, swallowing the contents of the glass in one motion.

"If you drink a couple more, you'll stop being a good girl."

Well, you can't disagree with her words.

Isn't that right?