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Gabriella Scott is a 25 years old woman living in New York City who is extremely independent. She just got her education degree from NYU, she always had that dream of becoming a teacher. After the sudden loss of her father, Dr. Scott a...
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TRIGGER WARNINGS: heavy alcohol consumption, drug consumption (pills, cocaine), mature subject/language, sexual content, black out.
Hiiiii cuties! Welcome to chapter 5! This is part two of Chris's birthday partyyyy and it's about to get wild! Writing this story is bringing me joy. Thanks you for being here. Enjoy xxxx
00:00 July 13th
"3, 2, 1 HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!"
People were screaming and cheering so loud that the whole room was vibrating. It was officially midnight in Manhattan and that meant it was Chris's official birthday.
His friends, Anthony and Hemsworth lifted him up onto the bar as everybody chanted in unison "Evans, Evans, Evans". It was a fucking circus in there.
About twenty bottle girls came out from the back, each of them holding two bottles of Dom Pérignon in their hands. Forty fucking bottles of expensive Champagne with firecrackers on top were being brought out and another round was still waiting in the fridges in the back room. That's not even counting all the the other bottles of alcohol sitting in ice buckets a little bit everywhere around the fancy lounge that now looked more like a jungle.
Chris had a bottle of 1990 Louis Roederer cristal brut in his hand and he was getting ready to pop it open and champagne shower it on the crowd around him... Gabie cringed considering it was an 18,000$ bottle. He was too drunk to care and even sober, of course he'd rather savour it but he wouldn't care that much more.
When Seb told Brie how many bottles he wanted for his friend's birthday she told him it was excessive, even for him but he did not care in the least. To spend around 60,000$ on Champagne for one night was nothing to him. He had multiple singular bottles that were worth way more than that in his cellar at home.
Seb paid for the whole thing, the diner, the Fleur Room, the drivers etc... It cost him hundreds of thousands but he was so happy to do it for his best friend. He thought the world of Chris and he wanted to give him the birthday party he deserved.
He didn't do it to show off or anything, he would never even tell a soul that he paid for the whole night. It's just the way he is, extremely generous with the people he loves most. Anyways it's not like Chris can't afford his own birthday party, he is loaded too. Maybe not as much as Seb but at this point, does it really matter?
Gabie and Seb were still in the booth but they were now standing up just like everyone else to observe the show Chris was about to put on. They didn't want to get too close because they had no intentions of getting champagne showered.
Scarlett was with some friends right in front of the bar that Chris was standing on, ready to pop the bottle in his hand. The techno music was still blasting and people were still dancing and cheering.
Chris was loosening up the cage on top of the cork of the bottle as he was looking at his future champagne shower victims mischievously. Once the cage was off, he took his thumb off of the cork and started shaking the bottle like there was no tomorrow and as excepted, the bottle popped open and the bubbly liquid was exploding out of the narrow tip making everyone in proximity wet. Seb and Gabie exchanged a look, both of them laughing at how absurdly wild the night was.
