"One shot! Drink it in one shot!" Georgia said with a smile as she tried to get me to drink the beer in front of me. We were in a bar, the three of us. Georgia insisted on drinking with us. She wanted to be with us on her last night in the Philippines. The catch was, she was the only one drinking. Both Lois and I weren't fond of this type of drink.
"Okay, I'll drink this but on one condition!" I shouted. I intentionally raised my voice because the loud music and laughter of the other people filled every corner of the bar.
"Sure!" Georgia said before downing her beer. "What's your condition, Dalha?"
"We'll leave after I finish this." I replied, which puzzled Georgia.
"Yeah, Georgia. I also want to go home." Lois chimed in from the side, still holding her phone that had been ringing incessantly. It seemed like her child wouldn't stop calling.
"Okay, fine..." Georgia said with a pout before leaning back in her seat.