"Take me home," Kieran sniffed looking around him with a sad look on his face. "I don't feel so good."
"It's from all the beer you've been drinking. Your body is reacting to it," Trey noted. He had taken a nursing class for a year and he was now an expert on how the body worked.
He looked at his friend's dilated eyes and knew that if he did not have water there could be complications so he ordered for water from the bartender.
"Here," the man slid a bottle of water which he caught, opening it and giving it to Kieran to drink. "Drink this. You'll be okay."
Kieran drank it and grimaced. "This tastes like shit."
"I know but you'll feel a lot better when you're done."
Kieran drank from the bottle before dropping the empty bottle down.
With meticulous care, Trey helped his friend from the stool as they walked out of the bar with the muscular hunk yelling to the night sky.