I lowered my head back to the bed and texted Harper.
Me
How are you really feeling?
Harper
Like I should’ve bitten Ryker instead of screwed him
Me
Is he still there?
Harper
No, I kicked him out as soon as we were done
His throat was too tempting
Me
I’m sorry
Harper
It’s not going to be my problem soon
Just have to make it until tomorrow afternoon, which is seeming more unlikely by the moment
Me
I had an idea for getting through it
Harper
???
Me
Alcohol
We’ll tell them we’re trying weird mixed drinks, and sip them all day tomorrow and the day after
It should help with the problem a little
Harper
I guess it’s worth a try
Me
Way to be enthusiastic
Harper
I don’t really want to spend my last day and a half drunk
But I guess it would be better to be tipsy than starving
