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"Congratulations dude, you didn't seem drunk at all today! Everyone was convinced!" Annie said to me. "Hahah, it being the first time, I drank a sip less than what would have made me senseless totally!" I said laughing in whispers.
"If today was fun, you are joining us next weekend. Think of the guy-possibilities girl!" I sensed her wink through the phone.
"Yeah okay, i'll let you know soon. Goodnight babe".
"Seeya."
I was back home now as the clock read 1 am. Dad was out of the state, Mom was fast asleep and I couldn't take a chance to risk myself by waking her up by any means. So I decided to sleep too, though i wasn't ready for the hangover i had to bear next morning.

"Aw, it hurts" I said as I tried to move my head in the morning. I tried opening my eyes, feeling the huge fantasized bump that covered my forehead and the back of it. All I could see was the room spinning and screaming out the forsaken memories I could hardly remember of last night. Expected.

Last night was an experience, first in itself as Annie took me to a party where the only plan was to have fun, make friends and dance to the loud music. The actual experience came in when the unplanned idea of drinking till we are high came to our minds. We had, had our tastes before but not enough to go all senseless into them. Yesterday, we gave in. All of us took some countable shots of whatever-branded vodka it was. Annie took 4. Me 3. The music started and our stomachs kicked in, in response. Annie and I were in our senses but I couldn't really control what i was doing. I felt extremely carefree and sexy by the way. It was cool.
We stopped by Annie's house for sometime before i could return home. Luckily, I was sensible enough not to let her parents know. It was an achievement.

Next week was going to be busy, positively anyway, as I had to attend one of the two events: A huge social party with Annie, or A Birthday Party of a dear friend of mine, Nikita.
Nikita and I weren't so close as friends but then we shared the same group in the past years. She hadn't forgotten to invite me and I had to repay by joining in with her. Thats how its supposed to work right?
So, how much ever badly I wanted not to tell a negative to Annie, i had to do it. Not that I'm complaining. Period.

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