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Chapter 6
by reverse127
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Follow Stephanie's and Laura's experiences
Ten minutes after Jenny has left, Laura stops working and smiles at her colleague. "Hey Shteph, I thing we should ... we should shdard anuffer round of shelebrashions." - "We should? Whad for?" her older friend inquires, already looking forward to another toast. "Weeeeell ... we could bregame our own birfdaysh, don't cha fink so?" - "Yesh, indeed! That's a gread idea!" Giggling, the co-workers help themselves to another bottle of champagne each and plop them open. "Habby birfdays to ush!" Laura hollers before she drinks directly from the bottle. "Shee, how unshoff ... unfosh ... how unshofissicated you are!" Stephanie scolds her. She pours the sparkling wine into her flute, but failing to stop at the right time, she spills it onto the office floor. "Sho that'sh whad you call shofisscated?" Laura jeers, downing another mouthful of champagne. "I do!" the brunette accountant insists and chugs the content of her glass down just as Jenny did earlier. "Okay, I'll dring to that!" Laura chuckles. An hour later, the situation in the office has changed again. With dishevelled hair and champagne-stained shirts, Steph and Laura are swaying precariously on their office chairs. They have come to appreciate the caster wheels on those useful seats, as they are already having certain troubles walking around the office. Laura is decorating a pile of business letters, records and bills with a random collection of rubber stamps, while Stephanie is busy folding a bundle of order confirmations into paper planes. "I ... *hic* ... I lige woshe bride red shtampsh we moshd", Laura explains drunkenly and empties her champagne bottle. "Yeah, bud don ... *burp* ... don dishturb my orga ... orgima ... origami!" her friend slurs absent-mindedly. In fact, Steph is way too intoxicated to fabricate anything else than a heap of crumpled paper sheets. The chaos is almost complete when suddenly the office door opens and Jenny returns from her near-liquid lunch. She is followed by her friend Sofia Moreno, a pretty Latina who has frequently visited her at work before and who is obviously also the worse for wear. Jenny is heading squarely for the liquor cabinet and proudly produces a bottle of Cognac. "Co-come on, girlsh", she slurs in drunken elation. "Shoin me for a round of shods!" The other women don't need to be told that twice. After emptying her snifter for the second time, Jenny squints her eyes and tries to read the digital clock in spite of her worsening double vision. "Li-lishen, galsh", she explains to her drinking buddies. "I haff to go to my bushinesh meedin now. You girlsh may quid worg an call iddaday in an hour or sho. A-an ash for you, Shofia," she surpresses a burp, "pleashe agombany me to my car. I'll per ... prreshend you an invitashion for my birfday pardy negshd monf." - "Soundsh shus gread!" Sofia nods violently, holding onto the wall for support. And Stephanie even imitates a military salute. "You ... *hic* ... your wish ish our gommand!" she giggles while Laura looks on with glassy eyes. Jenny gives everyone a hug, including Sofia who is supposed to come with her, then she stumbles over to the exit again, closely followed by her friend.
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The Drunk Virus
by Reverse127
An extraterrestrial virus transforms a single mom into a drunken mess
Updated on Jun 22, 2019
by reverse127
Created on Jun 22, 2019
by reverse127
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