Page 7 of Drunk Girl

“Sounds good to me,” Holly says as we all make our way into the kitchen.

Nikki picks up a Jell-O shot. “These look awesome.”

“I love me some Jell-O shots, so figured I’d make us up some to pre-party with.”

“Is anyone else coming tonight?” Zara asks.

“Not for the entire night. My sister-in-law, Danielle, is going to meet us at the restaurant for dinner and maybe hit up one bar. It all just depends on what time it is when we’re finished with dinner.”

“If we’re ready to head toward dinner, I can get our Uber ordered and on its way,” I offer, pulling my phone out a little while later. The Jell-O shots are starting to take effect, and I’m feeling a nice buzz beginning.

“I’m ready,” Tiffany states. “You girls ready?”

“We’re ready,” they all confirm, and I get the Uber app pulled up and our ride ordered.

“We’ve got about ten minutes before our car arrives, so down another shot, use the ladies’ room, and let’s get this party on the road.” I pick up a shot glass and hold it up for everyone to do the same. “A quick toast before we really get this party started. Happy birthday, Tiffany. May your twenty-sixth year be the most amazing year you’ve ever had! Cheers, ladies.”

“Cheers!” everyone exclaims, as we all clink glasses before downing our shots.

Dinner passes by in a blur of great food and even better conversation. We had dinner at Tiffany’s favorite place, a sushi and teppanyaki restaurant. The food was fantastic, as it always is here.

“Shall we head to the first bar on our stop?” Nikki asks, as we all finish up paying our bills with the waitress.

“Sounds good to me,” Tiffany confirms.

“Good, because I’ve got the Uber ordered, and the driver will be here in just a couple of minutes,” Nikki tells us, so we head up to the front doors and wait outside for the guy to pull up.

“The first stop on our tour is Tootsie’s!” Nikki announces as we drive down the highway.

“Yes!” Tiffany calls out. The stops planned for tonight have been kept a secret from the birthday girl. Each of us picked a place to stop at for a little while tonight while we celebrate her birthday.

With our first round of drinks in our cover charge-stamped hands, we head for the dance floor. With it being Saturday night, the stage is filled with a band hoping to make it in the country music industry. They’re pretty good, singing mostly covers and a few original songs during their set.

“You ladies ready to hit our next stop?” Tiffany asks, once there’s a lull in the music as the bands switch out.

“We’re ready!” we all answer at the same time.

“Next stop is Second Fiddle,” Zara calls out.

We leave Tootsie’s and head next door to Second Fiddle. With another set of hand stamps and drinks, our time at Second Fiddle, then at Holly’s pick, all go the same. Drinks, dancing, and celebrating our girl. At each bar, we fend off different groups of guys, who all buy us rounds of drinks and attempt to dance with us, hoping to score and take someone home with them tonight. Little do they all realize, out of the five of us, I’m the only single one in the group.

“All right, ladies, we’ve got one last stop,” I tell them, a little after midnight. “We’re headed to The Tap House for one last round of drinks and some of the best greasy bar food around.”

“I love it there!” Tiffany slurs slightly.

“I’ve got the Uber ordered, so hit up the bathroom and let’s meet outside.”

Tiffany, Nikki, and I head for the doors to wait outside while Holly and Zara stop by the bathroom. Thankfully, the lines must be short as they find us outside just as our ride pulls up.

“Evening, ladies,” our driver greets us as we all pile in his minivan.

“Good evening.”

“I’ve got The Tap House as a destination, is that correct?” he asks, before pulling away from the curb.

“That’s correct,” I confirm.

“Perfect. You ladies having a good night?”

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