Girls' Night

The shot of tequila burns as it goes down my throat.

Tasha squeals from beside me and the both of us grimace. I lost count of the shots, but it is way more than I am used to and it’s starting to make me feel a bit wheezy.

She leans toward the mirror, applying more blush on the apple of her cheeks. We’re sitting side by side on the floor, our knees knocking together as we do our makeup in her r