#convodelaney

She hadn’t meant to get drunk. Delaney very rarely allowed herself to become anything more than pleasantly buzzed at parties. The last thing she wanted to be was sloppy and the idea falling all over oneself or puking in someone’s yard or worse, going home with someone absolutely disgusting because her mind was clouded was a revolting thought. Yet somehow she’d found herself a little caught up in taking shots and for someone as tiny as she who hadn’t eaten that day, the few she’d had were certainly getting to her. She was only slightly aware of someone talking to her but she simply laughed when she realized she had no clue what they’d said to her.