❁ Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!" ❁

People who know me know that I'm definitely not the kind of person to get dolled up in a sexy dress and party in clubs. But sometimes you do things, not for yourself but for your friends.

Guess it's my time to do so. A pill which is still hard for me to swallow, Josie is getting married, tomorrow. Actually, her mother's health has been a little sensitive, and she wanted to see her daughter getting married while she's alive.

Update about my life, Mr. Male Bitch has been paying a little mercy on me by not putting extra work on my shoulder. Nevertheless, he can't get out of his own way of teasing, taunting and annoying me.

Speaking of annoying, Seth. He's been getting creepier day by day. I've asked him for those documents because I don't think heaven will be welcoming me with roses and a tiara if I ruin Tatiana's life.

She's a good person, after all.

It's ten past twelve in a Friday afternoon, and I'm helping Josie to pack her stuff as she'll be moving in with Mr. Lemonade. She has taken an off today, for the same reason.

I'm gonna miss her.

“ Look at me, who could tell I'm the bride. ” she sighs as she drops the last suitcase beside her bed. Indeed, she's looking tired. What can be the best way to vanish her tiredness?

Well, what should be the first step for a successful girls day out?

“ Let's go to spa. ” I blurt out with great enthusiasm while she stares at me like I asked for her property papers. “ Seriously!? All my savings have been already spent on this wedding and you're telling me to go to spa. ”

You really think I haven't planned that like on the same day I got to know they're getting married. After spa, our next station is the Salon, where we will get all dressed up like the hot chicks.

I need to stop. Hot chicks? Seriously?

And then, finally the best part for Joe, The Club. I'm not a party animal but Joe is. However, her job doesn't leave her with much time to do clubbing and all.

But come on, it's her last day as a Bachlorette. There has to be some fun.

I've save a fair amount from my salary just to spend it today, on our girls day out.

“ Guess, it's time for me to spend some. ”

***

Oh heavens, just look at this Gorgeous human that I got to call my best friend. Although she looks a decent person without much makeup but damn, this post Spa and Salon magic is remarkable.

Apparently, the credit goes to me for finding such an amazing outfit for her. She has been my style guru. It was my first time to get something for her. Obviously, I was nervous.

She's a sequin sucker.

Tonight's centre of focus is the soon to be bride. Of course, no one would care about my outfit but I'm still gonna explain why I chose a simple black dress.

Because comfort is everything, Darling.

“ You have got to be kidding, Nora! Oh my God. This is legit the best Bachlorette party ever. I mean it's not like I have had so many Bachlorette parties. But-” she blabs in amazement.

I know she thinks of me as a boring person, but Noriana Williamson is a packet full of surprises. Wait, did I say Noriana? Why would I call myself that? I meant Nora, Nora Williamson.

“ Are you just gonna give me that look or even gonna have something to drink. ” I ask cutting her off. Because I don't want to a single minute to be wasted.

“ No, no, no! ” she looks at me with more shocked face as she understands what I'm going to do. Bachelorette's party without getting drunk, Boring!

“ You can't drink, Nora. ”

“ Dr. Josie Taylor, drop your doctor thing and just have fun. It's a one time thing, unless you're not planning to find a new Mr. Lemonade. ” I smirk and she laughs.

I'm sometimes good at this dialogue game but I've never gotten drunk before. I've seen girls in movies, they get drunk and just lose all of their senses.

Bullshit.

I have a proper control on myself, just a couple of weird smelling drinks can't make me lose my senses.

***

“Josie Taylor, I'm in love. ”

“ Who's the lucky one? ” she asks as she gulps her eighth shot of vodka. She seems drunk. Look how less control she has over herself. And here I'm very very very much much much in control.

“ I'm in love with this V-Vodka-cocktail. ” I laugh like I have cracked the funniest joke on earth. Vodka cocktail, how funny. I just made a couple out of drinks.

“ You can't be in love with two things. ” blinking twice she whines making a pout. Later, accompanying me in laughing. She's right. But I still love both Vodka and Cocktail.

“ Aye, a legend once said ' It's okay to love them both. ' ” I wobble as I try to stand so I sit back.

“ Yeah you're right. You know, you're so smart. You should have been a doctor. I'm so stupid. ” she makes a crying kid face and then bury her face in her arms as she puts her head down on the cabinet.

What? Did I make her sad? No no! What do I do now?

Trying to keep my head straight I get up from the small uncomfortable seat beside the bar counter. As I stand, everything becomes blurry and hazzy and moving and I don't know.

“ S-sorry sorry. ” I apologize for almost breaking the bartender's shoulder in order to climb on the cabinet. I snatch a stirring stick from the bartender to knock the vodka glass in my hand. It looks fancy you know.

“ Hey, everybody, listen to me. Hey you two too, shh shh, kissing birds, you're going to do it in your bedroom anyway, so focus here. ” These teenagers nowadays, idiots.

“ This's my friend Josie, Dr. Josie Taylor. And she's getting married tomorrow. ” I announce and ask a random person to hold my glass so that I can clap and blow a whistle.

Confession No. 35 - I don't know how to blow a whistle.

“ Congratulations, Congrats, Congrats. ” the crowd screams to wish Joe.

“ Thank you, thank you so much. ” Joe says to express her gratitude. “ Nora I want to come up there too. ” she makes a puppy face, so how can I say no to her.

I give her my hand to pull her up. Wow, now we both are standing on top of the bar cabinet. “ Hey, DJ play Pillowtalk by Zayn. ” Josie shouts.

Noice choice.

Everyone starts making more noise as they all dance with their topmost energy. And so do we. We swing our hips according to the beat.

“ WE'LL PISS OFF THE NEIGHBORS.”

We jump on the cabinet, no fear to fall. Ironically, the bartender is more frightened than us. A group of four boys make their way in our direction and help us get back down. They want to accompany us in dancing.

“ IT'S A PARADISE, IT'S A WAR ZONE. ”

With our hands in the air, no care about our hair. We jump and dance and enjoy the beat like it's our last day on this stupid planet. While dancing we click pictures with those men.

Especially, the one with the most muscular arms I've ever seen.

Why did the song end?

I need another drink. I try to go back to the bar counter when one of those men puts his arm beside on my belly to stop me, while the other one hits on Josie. They seriously think they can have a chance with us.

Oh these stupid Blokes.

“ Hey, the song's over. Now go and fuck yourself. ” I yell throwing his away from me. Of course, my wide eyes are enough to make them piss in their pants.

Wide eyes glares always work.

“ Nora, you finally said a bad word. That's like my girl. ” Joe laughs and I laugh back much harder. “ Yes I did. I'm so proud. ”

Now why is she taking out her phone. Come on, we didn't come here so that she could chat with that Mr. Lemonade on phone. “ What're you doin'? ”

“ I'm sending Liam these pictures. ” she makes a naughty face. Oh yes, I've seen girls doing it in movies. “ Whom do I send my pictures? ” I pout.

“ Hm, you don't have a boyfriend. You can drunk text your Ex. ” she opines. I'm not drunk, look at me. I'm perfectly fine. But the idea is not bad. “ You're right, I will text my Ex. ”

Taking out my phone, I open the message tab. What should I text Hans? Girls in movies, text curse words to their Ex. Fine I'm gonna do the same.

“ Dear idiot boss, Mr. Male Bitch. You are a minging arrogant dumb head. Arsehole. And a Blighter. ”

Wow, I feel good now. What else should I text him? Josie is sending her sexy photos to Liam. I should also send Hans sexy photos. Let me lift up my boobs first.

Oh, I have a better idea. I should send him pictures of me dancing with another men.

*image sent*

“ You see this, this is me. And this man beside me is, Guess who? *naughty face emoji* ”

“ He's not my boyfriend. He's the hottest man in this club. Yes, I'm at a club. ”

Done, this feels so good. I want to do more. He must be getting jealous. I should send him more pictures, especially the ones where that man was so close to me.

*image sent*

*image sent*

“ See, this is me, not giving a damn about you*middle finger emoji* You see how hippy I am. More hippy than I used to be with you. ”

“ And I'm not lying. I'm very happy. I don't miss you at all. I don't miss the time we spent together. ”

“ I've always been like this. You want proof? I didn't feel jealous when I saw you kissing that bloody blonde booby on my first day of job. ”

“ More proof? I definitely DON'T love you. No chance, I want to squeeze your lips between mine and kiss you so hard. ”

“ In fact I hate you. For everything. ”

“ Why did you pretend to love me, huh? Why did you break my heart? What did you destroy my life, huh? ”

“ Answer me! Why so silent? No answer? ”

“ Go fuck yourself, bastard. ”

“ Nora, you crying? ” Josie asks and my instinct hides my phone behind my back. And what? I'm crying? Oh no no. I'm definitely not crying.

“ Oh you're so innocent Joe. It's getting hot here, my eyes are sweating. ” I tell while hugging her tight. I don't know why but I just want to hug her.

“ You're right, we should get back to home. ”

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Oh Dear Lord.

❁ I feel so drunk right now. And I swear to my heart I've never touched any drinkable alcohol. Yes, drinkable, it excludes sanitizers and stuff.

❁ But wow, this was a totally unplanned chapter and I had a bang writing it. I hope you enjoyed too.

❁ And and and did you like The Drunk Nora?

❁ How do you think Hans is gonna react to those texts?

❁ I try to avoid curse words, but I just couldn't stop myself in that situation. I anticipate I didn't ruin my image in your head. ( Only if I had any, duh.)

May you get the chance to travel the world, and do all the fun things with your best friend. (❁'◡'❁)