Drunken actions

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Eliza's pov
"Courtney, Eliza, you guys need to get layed." Paige said to us.
"No we don't. We are perfectly fine." I told the small girl.
"Actually that might be a good idea. I mean getting drunk is really fun." Courtney smiled.
"No, it's a bad idea! Every time I get drunk I do something stupid!" I tried.
"Drunken actions are just sober thoughts." Paige explained. I rolled my eyes at her. "Plus, you don't have work tomorrow."
"If I say yes will you stop talking?" I asked her. She nodded. Her and Courtney high fived.
"Looks like we're getting hammered tonight!" Paige cheered. I couldn't help but at her victory dance.
"Wait, I have to clean the house." I told her. Our house was a mess, it seriously needed some rehab.
"Well, we will help you clean the house! Then we will help you clean your self up." Courtney said.
"Okay, let's start!" I smiled.
The girls and I cleaned and scrubbed, until it looked like three girls live there, instead for three drug addicts. "Okay! Let's get ready." Paige sang.
Paige and Courtney did there own hair and makeup, then they turned to me. "Can we do you makeup?" Courtney asked.
"Yeah! It would be so much fun!" Paige added. I rolled my eyes and nodded my head. They squealed and got out a bunch of scary makeup products. Paige plugged in her curling iron and it started heating up.
"We did it." Courtney and Paige shared a high five. I laughed at them. They turned my spinny chair around and I saw myself in the mirror.
"Yeah you did!" I hugged them both. "I look hot." I usually don't care about this stuff, but something had changed recently. I'm not sure, every time I'm in the Smosh games office I get all happy.
   "Let's go bitches! The uber is outside!" Paige yelled. We followed her outside and hopped in the car.
   The rise was quiet and the women didn't talk to us at all. Paige decided that we were going clubbing at this place I hadn't heard of. When we got there Paige jumped out of the car and walked in. Courtney and I followed behind her. I had no interest of sleeping with anyone. I just wanted to drink. Drinking at home makes you sound sad and lonely and even if I was, I sound cooler getting drunk at a club.
   The smell of alcohol and Body Oder made its self known when we walked in. Courtney and I walked to the bar, not sure where Paige went. Courtney and I downed our first shot. She went out to dance. I was playing candy crush on my phone, not wanted to attract man whores.
   "Not wanted to be hit on?" A man asked. I looked up at him and I shook my head.
   "I thought this was a gay club. Who knew that a club called the silver snake was a straight people club." I laughed at his comment. "Girl what's a matter?" He asked me.
   "This isn't really my scene. Plus I don't like guys like this. I like more calm and fun guys, that I can challenge to a fun halo match. No of these guys know what halo is." I explained to him.
   "Girl you need so more drinks!" He yelled.
   "My name is Eliza by the way!" I told him.
   "Nathan." He smiled.
- a lot of alcohol later-
   Nathan when to the bathroom, so I decided to check my phone. I had a missed call of Damien. So I decided to call him back. I made my way outside and dialed his number.
Calling Damien YASSSSS...
D: Hey Eliza
E: Hi Damien!
D: what's going on
E: stuck at a club wish you were here. By the way, the shirt you were yesterday was cute. You should wear it more. Also,
D: Liza are you drunk.
E: Nooooo
D: your drunk. Do you need me to pick you up.
E: noooo! You should come hang out with me!
D: I'm coming to pick you up
E: okay, see you so babe! Love you.
D: okay, stay outside!

   The call ended and I stood out side playing with Snapchat filters until a car pulled up. "Eliza! Come on I'm taking you home." Damien yelled.
   "My mom told me not to talk to strangers!" I giggled.
   "Eliza come on, your drunk." He got out of the car.
   "I'm not going, unless I get carried to it like a princess!" I smiled. He came up to me and laughed. He picked me up bridal style. "I'm a queen." I shouted.
   "I thought you were a princess?" He asked. He put me in the car. I hiccuped and he laughed at me.
   "You know, that's a form of bulling, I'm going to tell the nearest adult." I said.
   "What's bulling?" He asked.
   "You laughing at me!" I fake cried. He laughed and started driving. "There it is again!" I shouted.
-the morning-
   I woke up with such a pounding headache. "Fuck." I mumbled. I reached and tried to grab my phone off my bedside table. I felt the top of a cup, I sat up and saw a cup of water and a bottle of aspirin. Then I saw a note,
Because you got drunk last night.
-Damien <3

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