Ena Drunk Novels & Stories

What is she doing? “Oh, Ethan, you’re here too.” She stood up properly and fixed her clothes. She felt a bit dizzy, but she ignored it. “Wait! Why are there two of you in front of me?? Who’s the real one? Oh, there are two of you too, Marcus.” Athena giggled. Marcus and Ethan looked at each other. “Why is she drunk at this hour?” Marcus wondered out loud and made a facepalm. “What is happening to her? Athena rarely drinks alcoholic beverages… What made her do it?” He looked at Ethan suspiciously.

I asked he motioned to a group of women specifically the one sitting down, I couldnt really see her because of the dim lights and the group of friends she had around her. "No," "Why not?" Jason asked I took another sip before saying. "She is sitting with her friends," "And?" Andre asked. "Her friends are drunk," "And?" Jason asked confused. "She is the only one with a beer and look at how she continuously checks her phone every five second," "And?"

Asena got the bottle and sat down with it, even so she still poured a glass full "I don't remember the last time I got drunk" Tala saw the smile on her face, she clearly had not a worry in the world, it must be nice to be high alpha. She looked down at the glass of whisky, Tala smelled everything, the alcohol, the barley, even the wood of the keg it matured in, panic stricken she grabbed the glass and downed the lot, but that made her cough violently.

" he hailed, slurring each word. "Guy, you don shayo? The party neva start sef." Dayo could smell the alcohol on his breath as he shook his hands. Omah gave a toothy grin. "Wérè boy, nah only half glass of Jack Daniels he drink oo." Everybody knew that among the four friends, Abbey was the only one that couldn't hold his drink. One glass and the dude was wasted. "Banks, I thought you had this dinner thing with Mercy. Shey no be tonight?" Omah asked.

My name is Naomi Spencer, a freshman at an art college. Ever since I started dating my boyfriend, I'd go to bars every weekend. Each time the alcohol hit, my desires surged, and gradually, I became addicted to that atmosphere. That night was another weekend. My boyfriend, a few classmates, and I went to a bar near campus. The place was full of attractive men and women. To make my boyfriend look good, I deliberately wore a deep V-neck blouse that accentuated my full, rounded curves, revealing a deep cleavage.

Bruce cursed. In a dimly lit, rundown street club bathed in a chaotic array of colorful lights, Ethan sat slouched at the edge of the room, his hand tightly gripping a bottle of alcohol. The liquid spilled haphazardly onto his tattered, unbuttoned shirt as he took swig after swig, his drunken state evident. Scantily clad women paraded around him, flaunting their boobs and ass in a bid to capture his attention. Ethan's gaze lingered on them with a lecherous grin, his lustful intentions were obvious.

Andrew yelled over the music. "Yea!" "Want a drink?!" He asked holding up a canned drink, "little alcohol, exhilarating." "No, I'd rather be sober. For you and my girlfriends!" I replied, moving from side to side. "Come on, you're already here, enjoy it to the fullest!" He coaxed. "No!" I deadpanned. "Your such a baby! There little or no alcohol in it and you're like ' no, I'd rather be sober'" he said mimicking me in an annoyingly high-pitched voice.

It seemed she didn't want to make noise, but she was bumping into everything in her path - she was drunk! "Deanna!" he stood up from the couch when he saw her stumbling. "Hi..." "Look at the state you're in, this is the limit!" "I had some drinks with my friends... Come here... Come here..." Daniel approached cautiously. "You reek of alcohol..." "Come here..."

Others were already getting drunk and dancing like there was no tomorrow. "Don't you drink?" Darren asked me, sipping on some colourless liquid which I was sure was alcohol. He couldn't be drinking water. "No. Seriously, why do you guys drink it? It's not good for your health!" Darren chuckled. "I know. But we still do. It's cool. A bit of it won't kill me." I sighed, "And do you smoke too?" "Sometimes, when I need a distraction. Just wait here for a sec. I'll be back," Darren said before placing the empty glass on the counter and disappearing into the crowd with the rest of his friends.

She turned around and left with tears in her eyes. Brandon was walking home after a long and tiring day at work when he saw Angelina sitting outside a convenience store. He decided to greet her. But when he got close to her he saw that she was drunk. There were a lot of cans of beer on the table. Most of them were empty “Miss Drew, are you alright?” he asked her, feeling a little worried. “Oh look who’s here!” she said drunk, smiling at him. “Are you okay?” he asked again.