SHOTS

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"Okay, okay, so it's salt, and then lime, and theeeeen SHOTS!" Millie yelled, the 18 year old already pretty drunk. "No no no. Salt, shot, lime." Finn explained for the third time. "You're doing it wrong, Mills." Caleb commented, sipping his beer with his arm around a hot girl. "Really? Because I feel great!" She yelled, giggling afterwards. "Okay, time for you to go home." Gaten popped up behind them, a drunk Noah next to him. "I'm fiiiiiine." She said, grabbing a red cup of beer from a nearby table. "Don't drink that, there might be drugs in it." Finn said, slapping the drink out of her hands. "Okay, maybe I'm a bit drunk." She admitted and Caleb snickered. "A bit? I've been going drinking with friends for years now and you are the most drunk person I've ever seen that I personally know."
"You've had more than me." She protested. "I'm older. You're only just allowed to drink." She rolled her eyes and allowed Gaten to support her while they walked to the road, getting into Finn's car. He hadn't been drinking. "Okay, Noah just passed out on my shoulder. I'm just gonna toss him in the back." Gaten looked around for his friend, still holding Noah bridal style. "Caleb!" He was aggressively making out with the hot girl from earlier. "Keep it in your pants and hurry the fuck up!" He yelled as Finn started the engine. Caleb ripped himself away from the girl, leaving her his number. He got in the back and Gaten threw Noah across Millie and Caleb before getting in the passenger seat. "Jesus Christ." He muttered as Finn drove them all back to Millie's place to crash there for the rest of the night.

THEY ARE IN THE UK WHERE THE LEGAL DRINKING AGE IS 18

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