The part was loud and bright, the crowded house reeked of alcohol and substances that should stay best as unidentified. Heather was searching all around for you, why the hell was it so difficult to find you? She pushed past couples hooking up and jocks until she finally saw you on the couch. She could already tell you were completely wasted, she groaned as she approached you.

" Jesus, I told you you couldn't hold your own liquor for shit. . "

Duke crossed her arms and looked down on you