Two Shots Of Vodka Novels & Stories

I ask guiltily. He laughs boisterously, “I’ll gladly help you. As long as you promise to give him an earful tomorrow,” he says with a wink. “Deal,” I chuckle. We get in the elevator and head down to the garage, the whole while I’m keeping my injured arm out of his line of sight. Once we reach my car I open the back door and John just laughs. “Oh yeah, he’s out cold alright. What was he drinking?” “Vodka. He seemed to think ten shots was a good idea. He hasn’t thrown up… yet. I fear for my bed sheets and carpet,” I say, cringing. This makes him laugh again.

Geovanni's tone was indescribably strange. "What do you want then?" Karsyn asked, pulling Andreas, who wanted to rush out. Geovanni fell silent for a moment and pointed his finger towards a bottle of vodka on the glass table, "Drink it all!" This bottle of vodka had an alcohol concentration of up to 70 degrees. If one bottle was consumed, it was estimated that one would have to lie in the hospital for several days... "Geovanni, I have been patient with you all this time because you are my best friend's cousin. Don't push it too far!" Karsyn has always had a bad temper, and if it weren't for Britney, she wouldn't have bothered arguing with him so patiently.

She leaned closer to my ear so I could hear her better. “I’ll have whatever you’re having.” She’ll regret that. I turned to the bartender. “Strongest shot you’ve got. Make it a double.” I don’t think Kayla heard me order. The bartender was quick to pour our shots. Kayla turned to me with wide eyes. “What is that?” She asked me. “Spirytus Vodka” The bartender answered her question. I grinned at her

Holly stared at her door for a full minute. "I need a drink." She murmured to herself as she walked to her kitchen and fished out a bottle of vodka from her cabinets. "Ah! That's the stuff." She said to herself as she walked back into her room. She found out that her search results on her laptop had loaded and Holly out of curiosity decided to watch one video. One video turned to two and two turned to three. And in a little over an hour Holly had consumed almost half the bottle of vodka and watched about five explicit lap dancing videos.

Electric, booming beats vibrated through the walls, and the air was filled with smoke and chatter. Kali and I made our way through the throng of bodies and reached the bar. I leaned against the counter, glancing around at the amount of people that crammed the room. All of the different kinds. "Three shots of vodka and coke and whatever you recommend gorgeous," I heard Kali shout over the music, ordering and flirting. I could feel many eyes on me. Lustful glances. I turned back to Kali, chugging down each shot one after the other.

An alcohol craving machine. I legged it to a closest bar in my area. The journey there took me about ten minutes, and by the time I arrived, I had generated enough heat. I went inside and placed my order, drowning myself in vodka. The bar was fairly crowded. I guessed I wasn’t the only one that needed some nice warm environment. I took a total of five shots and called it a day. It was dark now, like really dark. Pitch black. The drizzle hadn’t died down.

She just said that we will have a drink or two just to feel warm and tingling by the time we crash that party, and to my understanding, we just need to have a light drink, and now she wants to have vodka. "Yes, that's what I said" She nodded. "Alright, so why are we having vodka?" "Because who wants to crash a party with just a cocktail or beer inside their system? No one!" "I don't know about that but okay, I'm good with that." As per this woman's preference, we ordered vodka, she's the boss right now, and I don't give a shit about it. I haven't had heavy drinks in a few months, which means my alcohol stamina had probably lowered down decently. I'll probably be drunk right here after four g

Chapter 79: A Bachelorette Party? Lizzie I tipped the glass back for the second or fourth time that night, the sharp burn of cheap vodka sliding down my throat like liquid fire. I hated the taste, hated the way it made my eyes water and my face scrunch up, but I wasn’t about to stop. We had come to Blizzard to let loose, and shots were part of the deal—whether my stomach agreed or not. “I’m not carrying you to the car, Lizzie,” Savannah warned, barely containing her laughter as she watched my disgusted expression.

I could use that opportunity to ask her the fastest way to win Jojo's heart back. "Not already drunk, are we?" He asked me. Kenji pulled out the stood beside me and settled into it. I continued to twirl the cup in my left hand, before I emptied it, drowing the content in my throat with one swift gulp. My face squeezed on its own accord, the vodka was harsh. "Drunk?" I scoffed. "I'm only three shots deep." I continued. He stretched his right hand to the bottle and stole my glass from me too.

Siras raised the glass of vodka to my lips and said, “oh, come on, don’t be a child . Without drinking there is no fun” Siras forced me to drink vodka shots and within one glass my head started spinning. After some time I also started enjoying and felt like I am in heaven. Siras and I drank vodka shots one by one and in the last shots I was completely unconscious, everything started spinning. I could hardly open my eyes when Siras put his hand on my shoulder and said “I have some important work to do, I will make a call.” Saying this, Siras left me alone and went away. It was quite late but Siras had not come, due to drinking alcohol I started feeling restless and started feeling suffocat