As the drinks continued flowing, Harper found herself getting much more social. The warmth of the alcohol made her giggle, drunkenly wondering what kind of trouble she was about to get into. After taking another sip of her Vodka Cranberry, she turned to the person next to her at the bar and smiled widely. âCan I buy you a drink? And no, Iâm not hitting on you. UnlessâŚâ She teased with a playful smile.
















