Sweet as Sugar, Crazy as Hell

Chapter 41: (Halloween) Let's not get drunk.

And... that's all the information I can tell you because after that, I can't remember anything else.

I'm being honest!

Leon told me that I hit my head that night and went unconscious.

Huh, I'm not that clumsy, am I?

I suddenly got flashbacks of the time I hit my head on a pole while doing a hair flip, spilling milk on my eyes, and tripping over in front of the Paradasial members.

Yup, totally not clumsy. At all.

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I stifled a laugh while Dayana and I were checking the candies we got.

I can't get over her drunk little act last night.

We were just trying to get into the party, her grip on me so tight it might break my bones.

I couldn't blame her. We could easily lose each other in milliseconds in this close-to-toxic area.

"Leon, I don't think we're gonna be able to find Xander here." Dayana told me.

I turned around- which was quite a task- and furrowed my eyebrows.

"The chances of bumping into him here are actually 67.9852%, why would it be hard?" I asked her.

She giggled, "I'm leaning into that 32.01448%."

"Oh, the trust." I said, shaking my head.

"What?" She asked, doing that thing she always does with her tongue.

I rolled my eyes then started to drag her until we reached an empty room- which I assume is the kitchen.

"Sweet, some drinks. I'm thirsty." Dayana said, already at the fridge.

How did she magically transport herself there when she was just standing next to me a while ago?

She took off her wig, then shook her head, letting her blonde hair loose.

"Whoo! This thing's annoying as hell." She said and threw it behind her back.

"How would you know if the drink you're gonna drink isn't spiked, little Dayana?" I asked her.

"People here are too drunk or too busy with... er, stuff, to spike drinks here at the fridge. They probably already spiked the drinks outside." She informed me.

"Okay. But I'm not drinking anything here, so when you're drunk, I can take you back to CBG building." I told her.

"Nah, I'm not getting drunk, Lee." She said with a giggle.

"Oh, if you do get drunk, you owe me some candy." I told her, pointing at her backpack and teddy bear that was filled with candy.

I forgot all about the 'making sure Dayana doesn't get drunk' oath.

"Fine. But if I don't get drunk, I'll take all of your candies." She said with a giggle.

She'll get drunk anyway.

"Deal." I said and held out my hand.

She took it, "And seal it with my spit."

Before I could ask what she meant, she spit on our hands.

"Gross, Dayana! Just gross!" I yelled, immediately letting her go and wiping my hand on my shirt.

She giggled, "Hey, stop that! That's our deal seal- wait, that rhymes!"