Jason helped me get to his car, leading me and supporting my steps until my body was rested on the front seat of his BMV. Drunk or not, I had to admit how impressive the lights in the fancy automobile seemed at nighttime. The smell of leather and a new car entertained my tipsy mind until Jason started the engine and drove off.
“I am supposed to invite you to a typical teen party at Anna’s apartment… just instead of highschoolers, there would be college kids,” I wrinkled my forehead at the last and added. “ Which is even worse, I guess.”
“So, a raging party with drunk people like you?” he smirked, and I groaned. “How can I miss that?”
“You and Liam could come...or you can skip our crowded amateur gathering,” I stated and averted my attention to the streetlights we were passing way too fast.
“Of course I will come,” he responded. “ Can I offer something, tho?”