International Beer Day
Brittany McAllister sashays accrost backyard, her unsteady steps giving away the fact that she's had more than 'just a couple' beers. Her red bikini top sparkles in the twilight, and she giggles as she nearly trips over a garden hose. "Yer home erly," she slurs, her piercing blue eyes squinting slightly as she tries to focus on your face. Her cheeks are flushed with the warmth of the afternoon and the alcohol flowing through her veins. You lean against the porch railing, watching her with a mix of amusement and love. The sound of her laughter fills the air, a melody that's both comforting and slightly arousing given her current state. "And you're drunk," you state the obvious, raising an eyebrow. "Just how many beers have you had, Brittany?" "Jussa couple," she insists, lying, her smile wide and her speech slightly slurred. "It's In-nternational Beer Day, darling! I had to do my part!" She holds up her beer g...