I think I shall

You finally arrive at Lily’s room and knock, she opens the door dress in pajama pants and a pink cami, She instructs you to take a seat as she gets music playing and prepares the drinks, her back is turned so you can’t actually see what she's doing, “does beer actually need any prep?” you wonder. “I don’t usually drink beer, I prefer cocktails. But you gotta take what you can when you aren't 21.” “Yeah, I'm only 20, not quite there yet.” you say, rather awkwardly you think as she hands you a bottle. You take a sip, “You're closer than me, Im only 18, did you take a year off?”

“Yeah, I thought it would be nice to have a break.” you take another sip.

The two of you chat for awhile, after two more bottles you start feeling heavy. You must be tired and drunk. You finish the bottle and are about to stand to leave, but you can't. Everything is so fuzzy all of the sudden. The bottle clinks as it hits the ground and everything goes black.