“I should change my name to bakery ‘cause of all this cake I have” Lemon slurred as she jiggled her ass with her hands in the reflection of a storefront window.

  Priyanka was grateful that the store had been long closed and no one was inside to see her friend embarrass herself. Taking one of the blonde’s hands in her own, Priyanka tries to pull her along to get to the parking lot that Juice was waiting for them in.

  “C’mon Lem, I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are,”

  Lemon let out a gasp that nearly echoed through the street, “It’s not a joke!” Playing up the dramatics, she makes a few sniffles, ”I’m a legit snack,”

  “Oh god, I am not drunk enough to deal with a drunk you,” Priyanka said exasperatedly, continuing to drag Lemon along until they reached the white Kia Soul parked right where Juice had said she would be.

  “Wild night Lem?” Juice asked as she helped her into the back seat.

  Lemon nodded as she belted herself in, “Juicey, I’m a snack right?” The blonde said with a pout.

  “Of course, my dear, the tastiest snack in all the world,” Juice indulges her, knowing the blonde won’t remember the conversation in the morning.

  Lemon laughs smugly, “Ha, see? I told you Pri, I’m a legit snack,”

  “Alright Lem, you were right, just like always,” The brunette sighs in response, fondly looking back at the blonde through the car mirror.