Part 11- Midnight Fun

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"Where do we go? We don't know
Follow the wind where it blows..."

- Shawn Mendes, "One of Those Nights"
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"You are cute every second of your whole life" I said back. His face goes pale and the only color remains around his cheeks, in a pinkish tone.

What did I just say?! I hate that I have no control of my words, or my actions, or even my feelings while I am drunk.

Two seconds later, a grin grew along his mouth. He is definitely enjoying that I am speaking my thoughts.

"Look! A Burger King!" I exclaimed and pointed at the Burger King sign one red light ahead.

"Can we stop there?" I asked.

"I think taking you drunk to a public place is not a good option right now" he said and hit the gas pedal since the light was green.

"Pretty please?" I said and did my cute puppy eyes.

It reminds me of the orange cat of Shrek. I learned from the best and no one can resist me with them.

He looks at me and hesitates but then he sighs  and says:

"Fine but I am so gonna record this"

He got in the U-turn lane and when the light turn green he went into the Burger King's parking lot and turned off the car.

"You need to do as I say, okay?" He said and looked at me in the eyes.

"Okay" I said and nod in an exaggerated way while I cross my fingers behind my back.

He unlocks the car and I open the door quickly and run through Burger King's front glass door.

Sorry not sorry.

I go to the counter and since nobody was there I decide to order my food.

"Hi, I want a Mc Flurry with french fries" I say.

"This is a Burger King miss. You mean a sundae" the sleepy cashier said to me.

"Right of course" I said and see Shawn enter the place.

"That will be 1.67" the cashier said to me.

Shawn places two one dollar bill on the counter.

"Keep the change" he said and suddenly the girl got a boost of adrenaline and smiled flirtatiously.

"Hey" she said in a flirty way.

Really?

"Throw yourself at him if you want jeez" I said and walked toward a table.

I can see from the corner of my eye that Shawn is looking at me confused.

Shawn walks over to the table I picked, on the playground area, and said:

"What was that?"

"She was being rude because she-she- was all bipolar" I said in a whiny voice.

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