She’s drunk, but alive

“I’m great!” She yells, leaning into you as her face gets even redder.

“Oh boy, you are trashed.” Joe chuckles, wrapping an arm around her.

She tries to grab the bottle, but he blocks her. “You’ve had enough. I don’t want you getting sick.”

He grabs it, drinking a good chunk of it himself.

As he drinks, Billy yells out from across the room that he and Brenda are done. “Who let them go together?” Joe whispers to Morgan, who laughs hysterically.

“I guess we can slow down now though.” She says, eying at the bottle again.