She Wanted To Be Mrs. Li

 Ashley was drunk. She was madly drunk, and Isabelle indulged her, going along with anything and everything she said.

 Currently, she was badmouthing Nathan with every insult in the book. "He's a jerk." She threw a dart at Nathan's picture which landed right on his forehead. "That's right." Isabelle chuckled, taking another sip of the glass of beer. She loved her best friend, but the girl could absolutely not handle her alcohol.

 "And a liar and…and I think I'm falling for him." Right after the words escaped her lips, Ashley let out a loud groan before throwing two consecutive darts which landed of each of the man's eyes. "I hate myself."

 Isabelle put the drink aside and neared the drunk young woman, taking the darts away. "Alright, that's enough dart throwing." Ashley stared hopelessly. "Do you think there's something wrong with me, Isa?" She looked up at the brunette. "I'm not supposed to be falling for him, am I?"