As the night deepened, the nightlife grew even livelier. Glasses were emptied by the minute, and alcohol intake increased. Laughter harmonized with the loud music as people danced, letting loose for a night of escape.
Known for throwing unforgettable parties, Lily was in her element.
"Ahh… I'm drunk!" Lily announced, flopping down next to Ginnie. Turning to her with a mischievous grin, she exclaimed, "Ginnie, hug!"
Without hesitation, Lily threw herself into Ginnie's arms. "Ginnie, you're so soft… how can you be so soft when your chest is flat?!"
"What?!" Ginnie, equally tipsy, gasped. "Lily, you're drunk, but that's mean!"
"But you are soft!" Lily persisted, tightening her embrace. "Ginnie, let's get married. Even though I said I'd be the rich aunt on holidays, I wouldn't mind not being the rich, single aunt!"
"Hey!" Hugo interjected, pointing at Lily. "Lily, are you crazy!? You promised to be the godmother of my kids!"