Matured content

I lost count of the alcohol we consumed that night.

Things became a bit hazy to me the more I drank.

"Do you want more?" Mar asked.

"Of course," I staggered from the chair I was sitting on and pointed to the television on the wall. "You think you can put some music? I'm a bit eager to dance."

"As you wish."

With the music on, I danced to my heart's content. I felt like I was on top of the world.

"This is wonderful!" I shouted from the top of the table I climbed on.

Never knew the table can be this comfortable to dance on.

Had I known, I would have climbed on it a long time ago.

"Don't you think you need to rest?" Mar circled his hand around my waist in his attempt to bring me down from the table.

"Gods," I giggle like a school girl as I fell into his awaiting arms.

"You need to stop, you are drunk."