Chapter Twelve

As soon as we got there we watched from the car as people littered the front lawn and deck.

Z squealed in excitement before reaching for something at the back and coming back with a big bottle of Vodka and a six pack of red bull. 

“Let’s get litty!” she said in excitement before exiting the car.

I laughed and followed after her as she ran inside.

“Z calm your farm and relax,” I called out in amusement as we approached the house and squeezed pass the flood of sweaty bodies.

Zara scrunched her nose in disgust, “I swear humans don’t wash themselves properly. Their odour is out of this world.”

I chuckled and followed her to the kitchen before she started raiding the cupboard as if she owned the place. Not long after she managed to locate some plastic cups and began making our drinks.

I bobbed my head to the music starting to feel more in the mood to party than I did when we first arrived.

I scanned the area noticing so