Venti Drunk Novels & Stories

Whatever happens, happens. He decided to drink vodka, which is an alcoholic beverage that will undoubtedly cause him to become intoxicated. He keeps on drinking and drinking. Adam's response when the barista asked him whether he needed more bottles was always the same, which was yes. He is able to remember Annalia's beauty, which indicates that he has not yet been drunk. Just for tonight, he needs to put her completely out of his mind. Adam was in so much pain that he could not even consider forgiving Annalia. What she did to him was extremely painful. Even when his own mother had betrayed him, he had never felt the level of anguish that he was feeling just now. Adam's mind is starting to sh

After more than 5 drinks we realized that Evan was a dancing drunk who was dancing with Calvin to Pitch Perfect Acapella songs and signing completely off-tune and different lyrics. Zivah was a philosophical drunk and kept talking about the importance of having no regrets and loving yourself. Seb hadn’t had much to drink and was pretending to listen to Zivah as she ranted about logical stuff. He looked at me with a tired face. “Does she not sleep?” I laughed shaking my head. “Not yet. There’s much more she will talk about. She still hasn’t reached the story about her favorite Anime and the importance of watching it.” Seb groaned, sighing and leaning his head back on the wall.

Even if I have a hard time, I will do it. I opened another one and drank it straight and without lowering the bottle until I was exhausted. As I sipped every drop of wine I was quietly listening to the band tonight. I opened two more until I ran out of three buckets of beer when I was alone. I was a bit dizzy so I told the waiter to call Draeden Villa until I was pulled drowsy. And I no longer knew what was going on around me. Due to the noise of the music coming from the band, the waiter didn't hear what he said properly and instead called him Draeden Villa, but Andrea VillaRuiz ...

"Aaah..." Vivi awoke from her sleep, clutching her head, which felt very painful. The dizziness was overwhelming, as if her head had become a giant drum beating loudly. "I suffer like this every time I drink alcohol, but how come I never give up?" grumbled Vivi as she walked out of her room. "It's because of Darren! With all the presents he could have bought for me, why did he give me wine instead..." Vivi stopped rambling when her footsteps stopped in front of the bathroom door as a flash of events suddenly appeared in her head.

I was startled when Vani started to jump while shouting "OMG! OMG! Guys this so fucking amazing. This feels like dream comes true moment" Soon we all started to talk and like an idiot I completely forgot about the hoodie who draped it on me. I was laughing so hard by looking at Vani's dance. She is so fun. We all started to enjoy by singing, dancing and talking. Mainly I started to enjoy a lot. It was so good. It felt normal after a very long time. We are currently having our dinner sitting next to the camp fire. The feel is so damn amazing. All the guys got drunk and Amrita too. The rest of us had non-alcoholic drinks and I was having my coke when I started to feel drowsy.

92 : "Drunk & High" Drunk & High 92 T A T E The loud music was busting up these four walls of the club, it was pretty pretty loud almost deafening to the ears. I can't even hear my own thoughts, it's crazy. Most men were into groups of four to many were all busy drinking and chattering. Most slut looking women that were around were dancing up against a man or two that they probably just met while I'm here drowning myself with troubles and pain.

"I called you here to discuss us." I had ordered a small starter, nachos with cheese and avocado, because I couldn't drink on an empty stomach. The food was good, but I barely tasted it. Across from me, Liam finished the last of his whisky and set the glass down with quietness. His full attention settled on me. I could already see the shift in him, the slight tension in his shoulders, the way his expression cooled into something closer to anger and restraint. "I figured," he said, his voice flat.

"Don't you think I'd know whether Ms. Sanders has siblings? Where the hell would a nephew come from? You'll say anything to climb the social ladder, won't you?" He gestured to his men. "Bring me some liquor." One of his guys immediately handed him a bottle of vodka. Rex twisted off the cap, grabbed my jaw, and started pouring it down my throat. The burning alcohol seared my throat as I choked, my face turning bright red while the liquid spilled down my chin onto my neck and clothes. Rex's expression turned vicious. "Drink it! Finish the whole damn bottle! If you dare spit any of it out when Ms. Sanders gets here, I'll throw you into the underground arena and let all the guys there have a tas

The wine bottle smashed onto Xander Lynch's head. Blood, mixed with wine, trickled down his forehead. The entire wedding venue fell into pin-drop silence as the guests stared at us with bated breath, not daring to make a single sound. Everyone in Port Town knew that Xander was Bianca Newton's best friend and that no one was to touch him, not even me. Clutching his forehead, Xander glared at me. "Damn it! It was just a joke! Did you really have to do that?

Whenever I stumbled home drunk, the light in the entryway would always be on. My heart suddenly softened. I looked at him and said seriously, "If you really end up so broke you can't even afford to eat, come to me. I'll take care of you." Nolan's head snapped up. His eyes turned even redder than before, and he swallowed hard a few times before he finally managed to murmur, "…Okay." The comments rolled by again. [What's with her attitude? He literally gave her everything!] [My heart aches for Mr. Steele. He still thinks he's not good enough for her!]