Can we make it up? (Aleheather) ❤️❤️

Just 3?

Alejandro and heather went to the bartender, asked for two bottles and a tray of shots. All for a low low price of 278 dollars. Low for heather and Alejandro of course.

Heather: I hope I'm not paying for that..
Alejandro: maybe, if you lose the game.
Heather: game? What game?
Alejandro: well, it's this game where you have to drink more than the other player love.
Heather: love? What happened to being loyal?
Alejandro: sorry, it's a habit.
Heather: I can tell that drinking is one too.

Heather laughed and then the game started.

Alejandro: three, two, and one!

They drank. And drank. And drank.

Heather: Alejandro I-
Alejandro: you wanna pay?
Heather: no taco man!

They continued until the last 3 shots.

Alejandro: just 3?
Heather: well I guess.. I'll win!

Heather grabbed the last 3 and drank them all one by one.

Heather: woo! Babe this was fun!-
Alejandro: babe? Heather, are you okay?
Heather: shut up! Let's go get more bab-
Alejandro: no. I'm talking you home.

Heather leaned up and kissed Alejandro. Did he stop it? No, what kind of monster would?
Alejandro backed up. Stunned on how she came up on him like that. Heather played with his hair, trying to lean in again.

Alejandro: heather, this is wrong. I'm getting married in 2 months. I can't do that to Michelle..
Heather: well, we can keep this a secret.  No one has to know.
Alejandro: I guess your right. Let me take you home, your drunk enough.
Heather: I'm fine!! Your so dramatic.
Alejandro: walk in a straight line.
Heather: what are you a cop?
Alejandro: heather.
Heather: fine you dork.

Heather tried walking in a straight line, but she ended up taking a straight fall on the ground.

Heather: this is your fault!!
Alejandro: come on— I'm taking you home.

He would pick up heather and carry her to his car. At that time heather was half asleep.

Heather: what about my car..
Alejandro: it's fine, I'll call someone to pick it up.

By when Alejandro said that, she was fast asleep.