Vine You Better Stop Novels & Stories

"You'll sleep here if you…." “can you stop being a bully and let me do my thing?” Gina snarled, the words slurred. She popped the cork, the hiss like a serpent's whisper. She poured herself some wine, gulping the entire content down her throat. And just as he had predicted, gina was barely halfway through emptying the entire bottle when she began dozing off. “do you want some wine” gina stuttered already wasted as she attempted putting the glass of wine to his lips, but he shoved it away

But it felt like she didn’t want me to buy the wine. “Okay. Got it.” I quickly grabbed the bottles and returned them to the shelf. “Why’d you put them back?” she asked, her eyebrows furrowing. “I changed my mind, don’t want wine anymore,” I told her, smiling slightly so she wouldn’t feel guilty for influencing my decision. She smiled back. “Good. Alcohol can ruin your liver. It’s not good for your health. I’ll just make you lemon juice, or maybe even ginger tea. It’s way healthier.”

GENERAL After a few minutes, the tense atmosphere turned lively once again. The dance was over, and people went to relieve the stress with glasses of wine. "Excuse me," Violet told Vincent and walked to the wine section. She picked one from the table, folded one of her arms, and placed her elbow on it as she sipped the wine. She shut her eyes and let out a sigh as soon as it reached her throat. That was all she needed to relieve her burning throat and celebrate her victory tonight. She won over Willow and Stewart, and that was worth celebrating.

“I was just lucky enough to marry a good man-“ Violet cuts her off with an ungraceful snort, insisting that she was the one who needed to ‘stop it’ because there just wasn’t any way she was being serious right now. “You’ve gotta be joking,” she says, asking, “Blaze?” Just to be sure that they were truly talking about the same person.

Like a volcano erupting, I hollered at Beatrice. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? I just bought an entire batch of wine from one of your recommended suppliers. It tastes like piss and vinegar. It’s spoiled, the entire batch! This garbage wine has ruined YEARS of channels and the good reputation I’ve built. Just like that! Gone!” I tried to snap my fingers, but failed miserably. Beatrice kept her eyes locked on me, a horrified expression on her face. “Surely it’s not that bad,” she said in a whisper.

“That’s my best friend. You can’t stop me from helping.” “You’ll be helping but you’ll do it from here.” “Hold on. You can’t just decide that.” “Violet, enough,” Ginny snaps at her. “You’ve been such a handful to deal with all day. I don’t think I can keep dealing with that where we’re going.” “Shut your mouth,” Violet glowers at her. “What the fuck do you know about heartbreak? You think I like all of you seeing me like this?”

Will you stop it already? They're animals Sylvia..animals not human. Roxanne glared at her. They can't hear you. She added and Sylvia scoffed. Mind your business Mom and don't use my pedals to ride your bicycle. Sylvia yelled. Ohh... You think you can render me speechless with hose lame talks. Roxanne said. Okay..here we go. Stop drinking Paracetamol on my head. Sylvia said. What a fool! It's stop..uhm, stop..I don't care what it is.

If only she could stay there underwater forever then she wouldn’t have to face Vin. But eventually, she had to come up for air. “I’m waiting for an answer, Callie.” Her lips turned down into a pout as she spoke, “Why do even care? It’s not like screaming is any good for my voice, but you didn’t care earlier.” That made Vin smile, perfect teeth on display. “You’re a singer, Callie. You know how to place your voice, even when you’re screaming out my name. But alcohol is different. You can’t control those effects.”

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

Xavia was shocked when she heard the news. Zayne and Chace thought that there would be a show to watch. “Mm! He drank eight bottles of wine and no one could stop him. If he continues drinking like this, I am afraid that he will not only have gastrointestinal bleeding, but he will also lose his life!” “Huh? Seriously?” “Mm-hmm!” Zayne nodded and the corners of his mouth curled into a smug smile. This woman was just saying that she didn’t like Zivon, but in reality, she was actually so concerned about him?