It takes Andrew a bit longer to get there due to traffic so we end up doing another round or two of shots. I am feeling pretty good at this point and I am pretty sure my friends are feeling even better. We barely make it outside to the benches without falling down but we finally do when Andrew pulls up.
“Baby… Did you keep drinking after I headed this way?” Andrew asked as he opened the passenger door for me.
“Guys!” I whisper shout which makes no sense but to a drunk eighteen year old it does at the time. “He knows we drank more. What should I do?”
“Well s**t. Pretend to be sober. You got this!” Natalie whisper shouts back. Andrew starts laughing and just helps me into the seat.
“Wait till I tell the guys when we get back. I never knew you were a fun drunk, Ryder.” He helps my friends
