Alvin and Dylan were both drunk. Drunk out of their minds. The party was a blast. Chris apologized for the accidental kiss and rushed off with the rest of our office colleagues and then their drinking game started.
I was spending time with Lilly when we heard the commotions.
"Well, I'll be leaving then, I had a blasstttt you guys," Alvin says at the door slurring Dylan's arm over his shoulder.
"Alvin wait! this is your apartment," Khloe informs him, chuckling and I was just standing there taking in the scene.
"Oh! Yeaaaah!" he slurs, "this is my apartment! I forgot about that," he laughs and then stumbles inside with Dylan in tow. Most of his friends had left by now and also it was getting late.
"Violet, maybe you guys should go and sleep now, I'll look after these two-" My brother Ricardo was interrupted by someone shouting.
"Don't drink directly from the bottle man! Someone stop this guy! Listen to me bro-" This was Richy trying to steal the bottle from Alvin's hand.
He stumbles with the bottle towards me and stops. Richy follows closely behind him.
"Knock knock," I just stare.
"Knock knock!" he repeats whining.
" Yes?" I asked engaging his behavior.
"Nooo!" he whines again, "You should open the door for me, first! Silly." he instructs nodding his head, pointing to himself.
He just agreed with himself.
"Just go with the flow V, it seems interesting," Lilly encourages with a sly smirk, like the little devil on the shoulder.
"Hi, Alvin, you needed something?" I act as if I opened the door and stare expectantly at him. Everyone else laughs in the background.
This was just ridiculous.
He stands there shyly for some time, looking at his feet. He looked a-dorable.
"What happened?" I asked again slowly.
"Did you eat ?" was his question.
"Yes?" I trailed off confused and asked, "Have you been drinking?"
"Yes, just a little bit," he pinches his fingers showing it to me and stumbles.
A chorus of "woah" is heard as everyone jumps in to catch him.
"Maybe you girls should go and sleep now," Ricardo interrupts, catching on to Alvin's shoulder.
"NO! leave me alone. I need to whisper something to my Lilliput," he pushes off Ricardo and almost falls on me.
Khloe and everyone else attempts to hold him simultaneously.
"Don't touch me!" he growls, and I back off, surprised.
"Are you angry with me?" my words spill out without a second thought.
"Yes, very! what will you do?" he sings swaying on his foot.
"Hey! don't you get carried away now. You are too drunk to think straight." Ricky comes in now dragging utterly drunk stupid Alvin to his room by his collar.
"Heheh! That was hard to watch," Dylan laughs and grimaces falling on the couch and then knocked out in seconds.
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ALVIN's POV
I groaned on my bed struggling to get my eyes open. Bright light that invaded my room, fell straight on my face. They were like pins and needles dancing in my eyes and over my head. Plus I could feel everything whirling around me.
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How to be a secretary
ChickLitViolet is a sweat, small girl. Small not by her age but by heart and height. Lazy, very very lazy, and yet with the potential to mess things up. Now fresh out of college and a complete disaster for herself and others around her, she has to learn th...
