her grandparents had enough trust in her to think she was sleeping over at a friends house, and they had no idea that their granddaughter was out at the local club drunk out of her mind. “i’m single, and i don’t need no man!” she yelled, not caring if anyone heard her or stared at her very awful moves. as she moved totally feeling the rythm, she couldn’t help but bump her drunk self into another person. “sorry, not sorry.”






