“Vodka bull pleaaaaaase!” she slurred. Almost instantly, a bartender appeared in front of her and started to make her order. She was still bouncing to the beat and didn't fail to realize how cute the bartender was. She was tempted to run her fingers through his light brown hair and that's exactly what she did. Reaching over the bar, she brought his face closer to hers. She was drunk. She knew it, and he knew it. Her game had always been playing hard to get, the boys always came back asking for more. Her lips brushed gently against his and then instantly, she grabbed her drink and headed off to the dance floor.

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