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She was not a heavy drinker and in-fact, had never drank this much in her life. Ellie stumbled back over to her, grinning. “I think... I think I'm done for tonight,” she said, swaying slightly. “But you—” she pointed a finger at Minnie, “you're gonna be okay, right? Ethan's on his way.” Minnie nodded faintly, though she wasn’t sure what was happening. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion. Ellie pulled out her phone and dialed Ethan’s number, slurring her words as she spoke to him.

Tilting her head to the right with a domineering smile on her face, she said, “Give me your strongest drink, and keep it coming.” "Coming right up," the bartender replied, a quirky smile on his face as he turned to do her bidding. There were a couple of people sitting at the bar, while others were sitting at the private tables at the back of the club. You could hardly make out the faces of anyone around you except you were up close. Ellen kept drinking and barely left the bar as she focused on gulping down as many glasses as she could. After her sixth glass, she stood up and joined the dance floor. She danced, raising her hands and just letting herself go to the music.

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Her neck looked delicate and weak. Martin, who originally wanted to come over, saw the two of them drink one bottle after another, so he didn't come over to disturb them. Instead, he excitedly took a video and sent it to Grayson. Edward did not expect Ellena to be so good at drinking. After drinking a dozen bottles of beer, her eyes were still clear. But soon, he realized he was wrong. Ellena put the empty bottle on the table, then stretched out her arm and put it on Edward's shoulder.

“Okay.. but really, you don’t have to..” Dawn smiled. “Humor me, okay?” Keenan sighed. “Fine. Uncle wants the chicken lauriat with Sprite. I’ll have the same but with coke.” “Got it!” She told the woman behind the register then turned to Estela and Isidora. “What would you like to drink?” “Just water. We’ll have halo-halo so it’ll be weird to have soda with it.” “Okay…” She told this to the woman. “I’ll have iced tea. And we have a senior citizen discount for it.”

ELARA “Do you want more?” Killian asked, leaning back and taking a measured sip of his drink. He must have noticed that I was staring down at my empty plate longingly. Even though the last bite was long gone, the rich warmth of the Dijon mustard and tarragon broth still lingered on my palate. It was the exact same meal I had eaten just hours ago in my office, yet I simply didn't want to stop eating.

Ominicient P.O.V Elena was amazed by the audacity of this man; she was right about the fact that he was acting strange the moment the exchanged pleasantries. She wondered how he was even able to write it out while speaking with Carl. "Can you hand me another glass of water please?" She requested from the bar tender who was cleaning the glasses. When another glass of water arrived, she gulped half of it's content. "A beautiful lady like you shouldn't be drinking water when there varieties of wine around" she turned around to be met with one handsome indian who had this million dollar dark shade on.

Eli dragged his name, trying to force out the truth. “Forty minutes,” Lucien said, looking away. Eli turned too, he faced the sink to fill his water bottle, mostly so Lucien wouldn’t see his face doing the thing it was doing. “There’s leftover shortbread in the tin,” he said. “Top shelf.” He heard Lucien get down from the counter, and walk over to the shelf. Eli made tea, and Lucien found the shortbread tin and ate three pieces without commenting on them. “The Winter Festival opening ceremony,” Lucien said.

Luckily for her, the mask prevented people from recognizing who she was. The party was of course Ellen got to meet several prominent and business men as her work demanded it. Ellen was so engrossed in the party with her sister without realizing that her Boss son called Kelvin Osborne had been stealing lustful glances at her . Kelvin of course, as the CEO son was enjoying and drinking more than he should. Ellen on the other hand didn't want to drink any alcohol beverages since she was still young and hadn't taken anything of that sort. She subconsciously took white wine mistaken it as non alcoholic beverage. She loved the taste which made her to take quite a number of glasses.

okay, are you?” she blurts out. “Can you just keep your mouth shut for a while? Let me eat, and you know you talk too much?” “I know, but I love to talk; that’s why I can’t stop speaking.” He looks at her angrily. “Okay, I’m sorry; please enjoy your food,” she says, and they start eating. After a while, she starts to talk again on her own. “Wow! Amazing! You know, Judy, the food is so delicious that now I want to spend my whole life here on this plane, but unfortunately, I can’t because I work at a jerk’s company.” “Wanna die?” Ellen says, giving her a death glare. “What’s your problem, Ell—sorry, sir—what’s your problem? I’m talking to myself; now don’t tell me to stop talking to myself; I