Sickly Sweet
A short excerpt from a larger story of mine. Contains gay kissing and some possibly familiar names.
It’s Chris’s twenty-first birthday and the smell of alcohol fills the air as music plays through huge, booming speakers. They had rented out a whole club for the occasion, so it's empty except for the drunken cast members who slosh around wearily, grinning stupidly and only barely realizing that maybe, just maybe, they overdid it with the alcohol. The designated drivers have long since given up their post and have succumb...
