Ron's pov:
"Drink!"
"Drink!"
"Drink!"
I grabbed one of the shots in front of me and downed it in one glup, feeling the burning sensation of alcohol in my throat making me shut my eyes tightly.
Currently we're in Ruby's house celebrating Halloween, the house is full with people wearing ridiculous costumes or in my case half naked, music was blasting and of course a party can't be done without alcohol.
I was wearing a demon's costume, which consists of, no shirt, black pair of jeans, combat boots, blood red cape and devil horns. Sexiest demon ever, i know.
I was sitting with my friends around a random table doing what you can call a 'drinking competition'. Right now i'm pretty advanced. The number of shots is ten and i already downed five.
Glencing at Zach who was wearing a Batman costume, well, something like that, and Caleb who was wearing Dracula's costume, i smirked, it's no way in hell they can beat me, both of them still have six shots in front of them. Thank god none of us get drunk easily, it takes more than ten shots to make me drunk.
"I'm out, this is so lame, we came here to have fun, not to watch you drink your butts off to death." Anona stood up adjusting her Cowgirl hat before making her way towards the crowd of dancing people.
"Jeez, you guys are hopeless, i recommend you seeing a doctor the soonest possible." and with that Pamela who was wearing a Pocahontas costume left too, leaving me with a very cheerful angel Christy and Pirate Théo who were making a terrible noise doing what they call 'cheering us'.
I'm wondering where Max is at the moment? What took him so long?
Just after downing my sixth shot, i heard the one voice i was waiting to here ever since i came, the person who i think about all the time even when i'm asleep.
Seriously man, you're turning to the biggest softy ever.
Say whatever you want, i don't care.
"Hey guys!" Roxy greeted us while sitting next to Théo followed by Max.
I envie Max so much, i wish i came to this party with this so magnificent girl who's wearing a Red Riding Hood costume and a smile that can light up this whole city. But unfortunately, i came with a bimbo who only wants me to fuck her.
Roxy is looking smoking tonight, her little black dress that stops below her ass and shows her curves, suits her perfectly, accompanied with the red cape.
We're matching clothes babe.
I had like four shots left, Zach had five and poor Caleb still have six, i guess we all know the winner now.
"How many shots they already took?" I heard Max ask Christy.
Max was wearing what i suppose a wolf's costume? I guess. He was wearing a light blue pair of ripped jeans with timberlands, no shirt -no, we didn't plan it- wolf ears and fangs which appears every time he grin.
"Like five of ten! Looks like you're going to lose drakula!" She shouted at Caleb who shoot her a quick glare before gulping another shot.
"Where are the others?" Roxy asked.
"Oh, they got bored so they went dancing or something." Christy shrugged a shoulder.
"One last shot man!" Théo cheered.
This Théo dude is getting on my nerves with his cheerfulness and stupid Australian accent, i mean, what's so cute in his accent? i dislike him so much.
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