Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒'𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐕.
"WHERE ARE WE GOING?" Scott asked, the thuds his feet made as they collided with the ground, echoing throughout the forest.
"You'll see." I replied, tightening my grip around the bottle that was slipping with each step.
"'cause we really shouldn't be out here. My mom's in a constant state of freakout from what happened at the school." My best friend continued.
"Well, your mom isn't the Sheriff, okay?" I bit back, looking at him, "There's no comparison, trust me."
"Can you at least just tell me what we're doing out here?" He asked as we entered the clearing.
"Yes." I stopped in the middle by the rocks, "When your best friend gets dumped─"
"I didn't get dumped." He rushed out with a sigh, "We're taking a break."
"Alright, well, when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break─" I rolled my eyes, "─you get your best friend drunk." Smirking I pulled out of my jacket the sealed bottle of Jack Daniel's.
He shook his head left and right while I nodded.
"Stiles, no." Scott said but I had already began opening the Whiskey.
"Stiles, yes." I replied, sitting down on the rock, "Besides, do we have anything better to do? Not to mention, you seriously need all the help we can get."
Scott simply sighed, realising he's not gonna manage to win and taking a spot next to me.
We drank like there was no tomorrow. Only twenty minutes or so later the amber liquid had fallen down to the half of the bottle. And I was starting to feel a little tipsy.
