Chapter 3
by 
dangerslut
but he really doesn't need to throw them out.
I leave my beer and follow outside.
"Oh my god," Ben slurs. "I was just about to text you. Come on there's this bar by Chris's place." I can see most of his of his friends are halfway down the block already.
"What the fuck was that??" I'm pretty buzzed, so most of my inhibitions have fallen away. "I come here. Em and I live right around the corner. That was really embarrassing!"
"Whatever. This place is lame," Chris snaps as he grabs my wrist.
"Plus nobody even noticed you were there."
