Connor
"Blimey, why does it look like the sun is literally on our arses?" Ted gasped as we climbed down the stairs of the jet.
We were intoxicated.
Intoxicated I tell you!
The ten hour flight felt like four hours and we only had a short one hour Power Nap. I didn't know how any of us were climbing down the stairs without one of us tripping forward and ending our trip short. Edward was already red from the moment he came out and Demyan's hair frizzed from the dancing.
"Probably because it is," Gabe muttered, his words coming out slower than intended. I couldn't judge him, I could barely talk. If it wasn't for Edward holding me up I would have tilted to my side and fallen off the stairs from the great height. I didn't know what kind of alcohol they had stocked up but the tequila hit me harder than any other alcohol I had consumed.
"Oh mate, your sister is here and she looks partially pleased," Aaron snickered, which made me sober up slightly.
