HEAVEN - LEIGH’S POV
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“Let’s get another drink !” Mia tugs on my arm and I almost trip over my own feet as I follow her through the crowd — on second thought , it might have been someone else’s foot . It’s about our tenth drink in twenty minutes and it’s kicking me harder than it should , probably because I haven’t eaten since our McDonald’s breakfast run on our way over here . “We should pace .” I plead , but if I’m not wrong , she’s already tipsy . “No , I want to feel what drunk feels like .” She insists and my eyes widen at the amount of vodka she throws into our cups , it’s half vodka with half sprite . “You want to poison us .” I croak out between a chuckle . “And we both know if we were normal , we would , but we can’t.” She smiles , tilting her head forty five degrees as she sta
