“A shot of vodka please.” He said to the bartender, then turned to look at Elizabeth. “What do you want?” he asked.
“Vodka too please.” She said.
The bartender turned around and came back with two shots of vodka.
After taking the first shot, they asked for another one. They kept asking for more until they became tipsy.
Elizabeth was about to take another shot, when Alexander grabbed her wrist, stopping her from taking it. “Don’t. its okay. I don’t want you to get sloshed and pass out.”
“Just this last one please.” She slurred.
“No. Lets go.” He said.
She tried to protest, but one look at the expression on his face, made her know that it was best if she just kept her words to herself.
He leapt to his feet, extending his hand to her, he said. “Lets go.”
As she took his hand and sto
