Flash

We all went to a party at Ben's house.
Ben was a mathlete, and he knew karate and stuff like that.
Not that it matters.
Christine was drinking everything in sight but
Phil did too.
Sort of, not as much.
I usually don't drink at all.
I do sometimes, but I'm never wasted.
I wasn't even wasted that night.
Not really.
My vision was just a bit fuzzy, and I couldn't pronounce the word
Cinnamon.
I met a girl named Theresa though.
She convinced me to do a body shot with her.
At first I said no, but then she made me.
Not really though.
I wanted to do it.
So I did a couple with her, and then we had a few beers.
We were about to go upstairs when Christine got sick and Phil decided to be a good boyfriend.
And I agreed to get behind the wheel even though my vision was blurry and I couldn't pronounce the word
Cinnamon.