Corky Bastard
" I know what’ll make you feel better,” Lora declared, flopping onto the edge of Lilith's bed with such force that she bounced upward. “It’s all-night happy hour at Spin. And 50 cent wings.”
“Great, so I can be hungover for the second day of my internship?”
“So you can decompress from your first day, and care less on your second day,” she corrected me. “Come on. You know it’s an awesome idea.”
A couple of beers wouldn’t hurt, Lilith rolled off the bed and Becca cheered.