Grey POV
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"Keep the shots coming " I slam my hands agaisnt the bar counter
"we serve guys only aged above twenty one
Get out of here before I call those bouncers "
I look up at Shelley
"I'm having a rough day, Shelley
Don't make me create a scene and a reputation here
It will make us no good " I scowl
She stares at me
If she knows me better , she will not argue with me anymore
"Did you take any drugs ?" She asks
I scoff at her question
Is she even serious ?
"No I didn't
And moreover, you aren't my dad
Get my f*****g drinks
Now " I growl put loud
She puts the glass down , as she pours the tequila and some ice cubes into
With a lemon piece at the end
I gulp down the drink in one go
"I know I'm not your dad
But I'm your friend Grey
When my fam
