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!torture, mentions of SA of a minor, drugging!
"Syn, do you ever think about the meaning of life?" Silas hiccups.
I watch in amusement as I sip my apple juice, I've finished three glasses. I recently became quite parched, I felt bad for making Theo pay for my drinks but he said their bartender up here makes them free.
Syn also enjoys drunk Silas's theatrics. Turns out Silas is quite a lightweight, only having two shots of what I'd assume is vodka. He's now gulping down a Bloody Mary.
I feel movement next to me, Theo takes the spot next to me inside the booth. "Has he told you about the time he went to Africa and got peed on by a squirrel?"
I blink at him, taking longer than usual to process his words. A weird version of a laugh tears out of me. "You've been to Africa before? I didn't even know there were squirrels there." I watch as Silas giggles at nothing in particular.
"No, we haven't. That's why it makes it so funny, he always seems to tell it after he's had a few." Syn scoffs.
We all just stare at the drunk boy as he blabbers off nonsense. "I think you guys should just drink..." Silas wipes his nose. "alcohol is spectacular, it's so warm and fuzzy." He leans his head back against the seat.
I feel my dress being tugged down, Syn covering my upper thigh. It was an innocent gesture but it had tingles being sent straight to my core. I cleared my throat and took another sip of my drink, the juice burning my throat.
The juice helped wake me up, keeping me awake for the period of time we were going to stay here. However, even though I didn't have any alcohol, I felt a bit buzzed, almost as if I had a beer.
Honestly, being like this with my guys made me really happy. Knowing that they probably would've gone just with themselves if I wasn't in the picture, but now I felt like I was a part of a group, they shared their friendship with me, and I couldn't help but feel giddy.
Theo intertwined our hands. "I thought we dressed you up good? You're pretty cold." He kissed the skin.
Then I realize just how hot and sweaty I feel, I didn't want to go home quite yet so I thought it was the best time to do what I came here for.
I shook my head. "No, I'm good. I'm feeling pretty energetic. Let's go dance downstairs." My finger pointed to the crowded space below.
I heard Syn protest but I was already pushing Theo out of the booth so I could move out.
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I staggered towards the bar counter and slumped over it, the room starting to spin. I put my head in my hands and rubbed my pounding forehead.
Time seemed to pass weirdly, coming in flashes. After a couple of minutes, I started feeling very sick. To the point, I couldn't even make a coherent thought.
