Alice
"My mom will kill me if I come home like this," I hiccup and laugh at how my voice sounds. s**t. I'm wasted. A wasted squirrel. Yup, that's me. I also feel kind of... Like, I don't know. I can't be bothered.
"f**k, she is wasted," Andrew's large hands land on my shoulders, and I smile up at him.
"Sup?"
He tries not to smile but ends up snorting anyway. "What am I supposed to do with you?"
"Let Alice sleep in your bed and share the living room with my brother and me? Jake is putting Winnie in our room."
"Oh, then, can Alice have your bed?"
"Psh, no way. I want no stray girls in my bed. Let her sleep in yours. I don't think Nathan is home anyway."
"Fine."
I'm not sure what is happening. I can't keep my eyes open, and the entire world is spinning. Am I being carried? I think
