#Chapter9
/"Hey, Anna want to get something to drink?/" Katy asks yelling in my ear.
/"Yeah sure./"
We pushed through people dancing and went up to the bar.
/"Hey, Mike,/" Katy calls at one of the bartenders.
One of the bartenders turns around to face us.
/"Hey Katy, what can I get ya?/" He asks while cleaning a glass.
/"Can I get a round of vodka shots?/"
/"Sure thing./" The bartender turns to make the drinks.
/"Katy! Vodka shots? He didn't even ask for an id; you're eighteen!/" I whisper-yell at her.
/"Dude just chill./"
I huff and wait for the drinks.
/"Hey sweetheart, looking for a good time./"
I spin around and come face to face with a guy that looks about thirty, and his breaths reek of alcohol. Katy heard him too, and she turned around. /"Hey, buddy get lost!/" Katy yells at the guy.
/"I wasn't talking to you./" He fires back.