"You do realize that I can't be your designated driver, right?"
"Who even says I need a des-ig-nated driver?" Sabrina, who honestly was no where near sober enough to even try to drive, had decided long ago that she was going to walk home. Which would have sounded like a great idea if it weren't for the fact that she wasn't near sober enough for that either. "I got this, Salem, just keep up."













