Let Buy You A Drink Novels & Stories

Then buy me a real drink. I was eating congee when my phone buzzed twice. I glanced at it and smirked. [Deal.]

My body shook as the harsh liquid rolled down my throat, but I didn’t care. “Another one,” I instructed. And so, glass after glass, I drank until I could barely sit straight. "Another one," I slurred, pointing at the empty glass. "You're out of cash, lady," the bartender said as he wiped a rag over the counter and swiped my empty glass away. "Time to go." "Just one more... please," I pleaded, my head spinning. "I have... I have a ring. It’s a diamond." I held up my hand, showing the bartender my engagement ring but he only snorted.

Tell me, are you in the VIP section? Me: Yes I am Indra: Damn you’re living the dream. Order yourself the most expensive bottle. Mr Stark will pay obvs Me: He doesn’t owe me anything. Why would he pay. Indra: What are you drinking? Me: Cocktail Indra: Switch up to vodka or tequila. You’ll get drunk faster. Me: I’m not trying to get drunk Indra: Bitch, you said you’re bored. I’m trying to help you get laid faster. You’ll get drunk, find yourself a hot chick and take her to the bathroom and boom.

When the other customers heard that Blotie were giving away free drinks to Silvia and the others, they immediately asked, "Blotie, we're also your customers, why aren't we getting free drinks too?" Blotie smiled and said, "I'm happy for my friend's achievements. So, I hereby announce that we're having a buy 3 free 1 promotion for I Love You 3000 tonight! If you like it, make sure you don't miss it!" The bar's business was not doing well lately, so Blotie immediately thought of this promotion. In an instant, the atmosphere grew livelier and the crowd hovering outside began entering the bar. Seeing that it was a full house, Blotie was smiling from ear to ear. She went over to Silvia's table an

A message from an unknown number. You should have drunk it yourself. Next time, I won’t miss.

Im going to make sure this trip is amazing! "Drink up bitch"

Not out of yearning for companionship, but because I won't allow myself to sit in the silence of my thoughts, twisting and turning like a restless flame. I scroll through my contacts, my thumb hovering over familiar names, before decisively tapping one without hesitation. Drinks. Now. No excuses. I’m the one buying. The replies come in rapid succession. On my way. Finally. Send location. Twenty minutes later, the bar pulsates with a different energy.

I offer apologetically. Before she can answer, Curly Sue interjects with, “Of course you can buy her a drink. What will it be?” she asks her friend while taking out a tumbler. “I’ll just have a seltzer,” she says, and she brushes a strand of hair behind her ear. “Really? This guy just offered to buy you a drink and you ask for H2O?” Curly Sue enunciates. “Okay, I’ll have what he’s having,” she says, looking over at my drink.

Double or nothing. “Be back home by Nine.” “Ten Forty-Five” “Ten Thirty.” “Deal.” Marcus smiled, knowing that felt way easier than he expected. “Shit” Miss Boaz sighed. That was not the smartest move. Round 1…Marcus. “If there are drinks… you’re taking just Water.” “Alcohol.” “Soda.” “Cool Aid.” “Deal.”

Seeing Morgan Blackstorm's attitude of staying out of the way on the other side, Butler Ron had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "I'll send someone to buy it for you right away!" "Well, I want the spicy beef flavor! Remember to buy two packs!" ***