My eyes were constantly rushing back and forth to the crowd and the bar.
The world was a phase of blurriness I couldn't see through.
My stance was dizzy, as I plummeted against the bar table startling the bar tender.
I been constantly been kicked out of much too bars for getting drunk, much too drunk.
I winced as I heard the bar tender yell at disapproval.
I woke up, to the world still rushing on me, strands of colors rushing in front of me.
I cringed and moved my brown streaked hair back with my hand, as my mouth plummeted out a mixture of wine and liquor.
A sharp pain streaked my veins as someone clutched me by the wrists, and the threw me outside on the cold hard icy floor.
As my eyes faded, they went to a stop.
"Fuck you Clarissa", I heard the bar tender say as he stood by the doorway the music blasting outloud.
YOU ARE READING
Two Times Drunk
RomanceClarissa Grey and her friend Jules scout bars throughout the nation making tactical problems for all bars but when they get thrown in prison will it be the end? This book is not meant and intended for young viewers, for it has strong and sexual cont...
