Arriving at her house with Daimen at her side, Rave grinned. She knew the two of them were going to get wasted.
Daimen didn't need to drink much to get drunk. He didn't exactly know if that was a good or bad thing. On the first hand he didn't have to pay much money to get his fill. But on the other hand he wasn't able to drink as much.
But Rave could drink until the sun went down. She was a total party animal, to the point of dying her fur different colors.
“So, what do you want to drink first?” Rave asked.
“Mhm, that depends. What do you have?” Daimen asked.
“Pretty much everything. You should be asking what I don't have.” Rave laughed, pointing to her large collection of alcoholic beverages.
“Well, how about we have a tootsie roll?” Daimen asked.
“One tootsie roll coming up.” Rave said, reaching forward to grab what she needed.
Grabbing two glasses, a bottle of rootbeer and Kahlua Rave then filled both glasses up with ice before pouring two ounces of Kahula over the ice. She then grabbed the rootbeer and filled up the rest of the glasses.
Grabbing two straws she then handed one of the drinks to Daimen.
“Drink up.” she purred.
Nodding his thanks, Daimen began to drink alongside Rave. Rave wasn't wrong. This drink tastes exactly like a real tootiseroll.
As the two kept drinking, Daimen drank a few bottles of beer and a few cocktails. He was surprised that he managed to last for this long.
As he was finishing off a drink Daimen then threw it into the trash. His head was a blurred mess.
“Are you alright over there?” Rave asked, reaching down to wrap her hands around a short cup. She then lifted it up and chugged the cup like it was only a small shot glass.
Daimen was surprised that Rave was able to drink that much without getting the slightest bit sick or dizzy.
Wanting to last as long as his friend, Daimen forced himself to get up.
“Yeah, I'm fine.” He managed to choke out.
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“I’m perfectly fine. In fact I'm going to drink more.” Daimen huffed. Although he wasn't sure how many more drinks he could take.
“Alright then.” Rave purred. “I like your attitude.”
Glancing down at the cooler, filled to the brim with ice and drinks, Daimen reached down and began to drink another beer. Once he drank three more Daimen could barely stand and soon he collapsed onto a chair.
Rave was starting to get a little tipsy herself. Although she wasn't even close to the amount of drunk Daimen was.
Getting up, Daimen sat by the trash can and soon vomited inside of it. He couldn't stop himself. Once he was done vomiting he closed his eyes and passed out against the chair.
As she was drinking, Rave glanced over at Daimen and then approached him. She knew that he wasn't dead. He just got a little too drunk.
Chugging drink after drink Rave felt herself start to get drunk as well. But she ignored it and kept drinking. Very rarely Rave passed out from drinking. Then again she was drinking a lot today.
As she finished off her last drink, Rave soon ended up vomiting as well. Managing to curl up on the couch she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Both Rave and Daimen were going to have terrible hangovers.
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