Chapter seven

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An unpleasant smell of cigarettes and booze-filled the air, my stomach turned and somehow I regret my decision to come here. The bar was filled to the brim and it was hard avoiding the lustful glares that accompanied us as we walked in.

We sat down at the bar and were offered drinks by the barman.

"Good time to be alive." Linda downed three glasses of the shot when I had barely touched mine.

"Hey! Why the face? Drink up, girl." She urged me and I sipped but finally gulped the entire liquid in my throat which gave a burning sensation in my chest.

"Another one." The barman presented yet another shot of tequila.

"Bestie, I want to use the restroom." I nodded but we both knew she had been returning stares of a blonde girl who had been throwing flirty glances her way.

"Be careful." I dropped and focused on the shot of tequila standing in front of me.

I downed the second shot of tequila and left the bar to sit at the other corner, I was getting drunk.

Getting drunk was the last