Getting Lucky
“To you, for broadening my horizons by introducing me to the most awful movie known to man.”
I clinked my glass to hers and downed the shot. It burned all the way down, despite the beer and wine having numbed its descent a little. “Fuck, that’s strong.”
Ember swayed slightly, nodding with a smile glued to her lips. “But it tastes so good. It’s going to make me feel like such crap tomorrow morning, but you only live once, right?”
“Right,” I agreed, reaching for the next one. “To your slave driver boss who finally let you out to play.”