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Chapter 18

SHOT GLASSES clicked the moment we shouted 'cheers.' Thunder was the one who pours liquors while Isla was the one who serves snacks. And the only contribution of Boston was his hilarious stories and undying laugh.

"Let's play, let's play," the wasted Thunder initiated after we all gazed upon her as she slammed the table. We all slapped in the air as we shook our heads. Out of the whole team that celebrated together after the project, only the five of us remained.

"What are you? A kid?" Boston whined.

"Do you think only the kids are allowed to play? Think about your situation! You're being toyed by your sugar mommy!" Thunder rebutted.

"Fuck you!" Boston hissed.

"Fuck yourself, you disgusting piece of shitty moron!" And Thunder didn't hesitate to fire back once again. The way she spoke... hmm... she didn't seem wreck but I felt like she had the most of the drink tonight. For me, she's wasted and she's just fooling us.

Thunder and Rhyme drank m

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