Jolt Energy Drink Blue Novels & Stories

First level is a quick shot of Chivas, second was Jim Beam, 3rd was Jameson and then Jack Daniel's going on to Johnnie Walker, Bacardi Black, Silver 1969 Bacardi and the last one of the nine was Absolute Vodka before drinking the dangerous and lethal Firefox--- a mix of blue Curaçao, 151° Bacardi, Tequila, gin, grenadine syrup and orange juice. "Ready?" Judy prepared the signal and the stopwatch on her phone. She looked at Lissa who looked like she was praying to every saint, god and sinner there is to know. Then she gazed at Anthony who looks like his soul has already left his body. "Ready, Mr. Lee?" "Go!" The two of them drank the first one at the same time. The timer was set and the numbe

Tom asked. "I'm Jonathan. Just call me Joe." "Thanks, Joe. Sorry my friend was such a hassle," Bob added. "No problem. Just relax!" As they spoke, two doctors—Joe’s friends—came by to call for him. "Joe, where’s the juice?" Dr. Kelvin asked. "I want one too!" Dr. Brandon added. "Geez, you guys! Can't you wait a second?" Joe replied, reaching into his bag and pulling out two boxes of strawberry juice in packaging identical to the goat-blood juice from the Mediyoung Company.

"Jäger?" "Sure, it's budget-friendly!" I confirm, and she leans in to shout our order at the bartender. I watch him place a shot glass in each of two cups and crack open a can of Red Bull. Not an ideal choice, as energy drinks tend to disagree with me most of the time.

We clink our glasses before shooting the colorful shots. May he rest in peace, huh? More like may he enjoy living like a high-school girl until his job is done. Sucker. I’m glad I’m not effeminate enough to pull that off like he is. He better get it done quickly before the weather warms up. Texas can go from forty to a hundred in one day. Slater orders us all drinks and more shots. These shots are blue with matching drinks he called Blue Mermaids. I wish I just had a bottle of Pooka instead. The Irish peanut butter whiskey of Jaxson’s doesn’t mess with hypoglycemia like these will.

Unlike those wealthy students in the state of life, in which almost all activities have been criticized. They’re being spoiled. We had already started drinking when I suddenly felt the urge to drink more. The sweetness of this drink. The contents of the bottle are blue as if it looks like an energy drink. But it isn’t. "Triah? Your glass is already empty?" I could no longer hear of what my classmate Loren was saying. "T-This?" I even lifted the empty bottle, I noticed that my speech seemed to have changed as well. I effort myself fixing of what is being said, it seems that what I am saying is wrong.

“Have you tried gatorade? I asked. “What do you mean?” Jasper asked. “Electrolytes. She needs electrolytes. Gatorade or even pediaSure would be okay.” “What flavor do you want?” Jasper asked Emmy. “Oh, um lemon.” I had to scrunch up my face. “Lemon?” “I know but it sounds good.” Emmy gave me a look that said she knew what I meant. Alec came back with lunchables as Jasper was leaving. Emmy took one and slowly started munching on it.

I replied taking a sip of my water as checking on Jason through the corner of my eyes. "Sex in the driveway" I choked again on the water. "What?" I asked alarmed. "It's a variation of Sex on the beach. It's a drink don't worry" he gave a mischievous smile. "Oh," I facepalmed inwardly. The bar attendant handed me a bright blue drink just like the deep blue waters in front of me, with a slice of lemon on the drinking glass and ice cubes floating on the top. I took a tiny sip from the straw provided. It is a bit sweet with peach, orange, lemon, and sprite. The soda bubbles give it a lighter feel that makes it refreshing.

It was probably because I’ve just never took a really huge liking to her, because I don’t think I’ve ever had an actual conversation with her, well, except the time when I just recently hired her, probably, The shirt which I currently had on was a white colored one and I was currently starting to feel hot, even though I had sat through the air conditioner right there in my office. I puffed out a slow breath as I started to pour more of the content of my bottle into my mouth. It was an energy drink and it felt like it was starting to give me a little bit of strength even though I had literally just started to drink it, some moments ago.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

Noah kicked at the sand. I remained silent and put my phone back inside the bag, trying not to be the debbie-downer everyone was accusing me of. But anxiety was revived up to ten. “Here. Drink this. You’re too uptight. Maybe it will help you relax.” Blair handed me a drink from the cooler. She said she made it. It was bright orange, probably loaded with sugar and vodka. But for some reason, I felt suspicious. “It’s just to help you calm down.” Tom said, already pulling off his shirt.