Cheers to comeuppance Novels & Stories

Really. Oh-good. Before either of them could reach us, a waiter passed along with a tray of champagne. Alicia grabbed one and handed it to me, and got another pour for herself. "Drink up. We are celebrating, after all." "Celebrating what?" For I could not help but ask dryly as I swirled the liquid in my glass. "Oh come on," she said. "I'm talking about their imminent collapse-the downfall of those who underestimate us." Abby was already snickering because she was drinking her glass. "I'll drink to that."

Chester asked, emptying his glass of hard drink in almost one gulp. "Traffic.” She rolled her eyes when she noticed that Chester was already eyeing a beautiful girl not far from them. "Chester, I am warning you, you’re going to pay for your own drinks if you dare leave me alone here!” "Don’t be jealous!" He teased her. "I won’t look again!" He returned his full attention to her. "What is really the reason for this meeting? Do you know that I cancelled my plans just to be here with you?”

She lifted her glass and clinked it hard against Milena's with a sharp, clear ring. "You're right! Starting today, we're not lambs waiting to be slaughtered anymore. We're going to fight back and show them exactly what happens when they push decent people too far! "Cheers! To revenge!" Milena tipped back her head and drained her glass in one gulp, her spirits soaring. "Cheers! To justice!" Not to be outdone, Lucille emptied her glass as well. "Cheers! How could you have a moment like this without me?!" The door to the private room burst open with a bang, and Lucille's mother strode inside.

Adrien said softly, taking a step forward, his eyes filled with a plethora of emotions, but I turned away before he could say whatever he wanted. “Enough!” I shouted, tipping my wine glass slightly in the air. “You want to play your games, Delight? Let’s face it, you’ve got a support system, I’ve got my independence. So I’ll wear your scorn like a badge.” “I’ll toast to that,” Delight shot back, sarcasm lacing each vowel. I grabbed two more glasses, filling them with the remnants of the wine bottle. “To independence!” I declared, downing the contents without hesitation. The warmth spread through me, chasing away the chill from Delight’s venomous glares.

"To power! To victory! And to my new wife!" The crowd erupted in a chorus of cheers, echoing his words. My throat felt tight as I watched him tilt his glass back, the poisoned wine disappearing past his lips. I mimicked the motion, letting the rim of my glass graze my lips, but not a drop passed my tongue. Relief flooded me as Jericho drank deeply, oblivious.

I look over at the two of them before groaning out and giving into their peer pressure. She's not wrong, who knows when the next time I'll actually get the opportunity to just have fun on my own accord. Maybe I can just let loose this one time. "Fine bitch, cheers." I speak out as I raise my glass up at them. "To more life." Heidi speaks out before clinking her glass against the two of ours. As soon as our glasses leave each others, we all immediately throw our heads back and down the burning liquid. My eyes squeeze shut and my face scrunches together as I face the repercussions of drinking dark liquor.

"Let's start this night off right." Kylie eyed the glass Sophia handed her with trepidation. This has disaster written all over it. Still, she'd decided to stick it out, so she wrapped her fingers around the glass, its cool surface grounding her. Sophia raised her shot high, a wicked grin on her lips. "Here's to the men who love us, the losers who lost us, and the lucky bastards who haven't met us yet." Keira let out a delighted laugh. "Cheers to that!"

When he saw that the shareholders were just glaring at him without reaching for their glasses, his smile slowly slipped off and his face became a hideous mask of anger. “I said,” he gritted out in anger, “cheers!” The shareholders jumped at that sound and immediately reached for the wineglasses before them, with shaky hands. “Cheers,” they gritted out as well, their smiles fake as hell as they lifted the glasses towards him as well, “Cheers to you. Zaire.” They did not know what the hell they were cheering at, but they knew they had to do what this maniac wanted if they wanted to get out of here alive.

Jeffery said, sipping from his glass. Diri smiled and nodded, "Cheers to happiness," he said, holding up his cup. "Cheers! To a happy life and more bitches," Jeffery said, clinking his glass cup with Diri's. The two men laughed loudly and drank more wine.

Everyone applauded with vigor. “Let’s celebrate.” Chelsey laughed “This is the result of our combined efforts…. So, ladies … bottom’s up!” Chelsey raised her glass to the gathering and downed her drink. “Bottom’s up!” Everyone cheered and downed their drink before gathering in groups of twos and threes. “Ms. Williams?” A young blonde came up to Dana and Sarah. “Yes.” Dana smiled. “We’ve met. Do you remember me?” The young lady asked with a smile brightening her face.