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6/24/17
"ONE, TWO, THREE!" Hayley shouts before we all toss back our shots and slam down our glasses onto the sticky bar top. A smooth velvet-like warmth engulfs my chest as my body basks in the strong liquor.
"Okay no more letting Hayley pick the shot," Grayson declares with a laugh before grabbing an extra lime and squeezing it between her teeth with a wince at the sour lime juice.
"What?" she gasps dramatically. "Tequila is always a good idea," she reasons with a smirk playing on her glossed lips.
"Says who?" I tease back loving the way the remnants of the alcohol tingle through my veins.
We have been drinking the majority of the day between the beach and the margaritas Hayley made for us at the house. Thankfully Cale agreed to be our designated driver so we could continue to have a fun girls night out downtown. It's been two days since I've come to terms with my stupid feelings for Colt, and even though I've awknolwedged them I'm still attempting to shove them far, far beneath the surface of my damaged heart.
And getting drunk sure as shit helps with that.
"Says everyone!" Hayley cheers, chugging the rest of her fruity pink cocktail.
Laughter fills the air between us as we giggle and let loose and shake off the worries of the world that have yet to crumble our perfect day filled with friendship and love. I don't ever want it to end.
But all good things do.
"Damn okay I'm drunk drunk," Grayson states with a shake of her head. Her long blonde locks are beginning to frizz under the humidity and yet she still looks like the angel she is.
"Yeah," Hayley agrees with an eager nod. "I think I need to leave soon," she says before leaning over and closing out her bar tab.
"I'm going to go ahead and text Cale," Grayson tells us before chugging her glass of water. "I need pizza," she tells us with a smile.
"I need a burger," Hayley adds with wide enthusiastic eyes.
But I'm not ready to let go of the night. I'm not ready to move on from the lighthearted fun and break from the real world and all the weight and pressure that comes from it.
"Oh, come on guys," I beg. "I want to stay out longer," I all but whine as I sip on my seltzer letting the carbonated bubbles fizzle on my tongue.
Grayson's blue eyes widen. "Maxine turning into the party animal between the three of us is something I'd never have guessed," she says with a smile stretching across her face.
"I'm here to shock," I remark with a teasing wink and a playful bow.
"Obviously," Hayley agrees with a bright smile shining in her green eyes.
"Well we can stay out longer if you want to stay out..." Grayson trails and I know she's telling me the truth. I know they would stay with me, but I can also see in their eyes how tired they are and the idea of food has already infiltrated their minds and won't leave them anytime soon now.
