"“I’m still sorry,” I sighed. “I didn’t mean to steal your car.”
He pushed me away, raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t steal my car.”
“What did I do then?” I inquired, furrowing my eyebrows.
“Accepted a spiked drink from Aaron…”
“Who’s Aaron?”
Chris smirked. “You know what? Maybe you should get drunk more often. You have such a short attention span. It almost seems like you slip in and out of soberness.”
“Slobber? Do you have a dog?”" http://wattpad.com/story/84307