"I couldn't really taste that, can I have more... please?" I said trying to put some actress skill in it.
"Sure... here, take another" Mark said pouring me another cup from one bottle. My attention was on the party, so I didn't realize that I was the only one drinking from that bottle.
This time I drank slower. Well, with not so much of other beer to compare to, this tasted like ... beer I suppose.
It never occurred to me that the bottle could have been specially propped for me.
But I felt that the first cup started to get me light-head. It was pleasant. I did some chit-chat and small talk with Mark and some of his friends.
The music started to be loud, and when I tried to dance with Mark, I had vertigo and couldn't really stay on my feet (by the way, those heels weren't helping at all)
I saw some lights fuzzing and dancing around as I was try to dance, then the floor went really close to my eyes.
And then I blacked out. |