@isaacwinston
Annika had single handedly gotten about half of the people at the party to take their clothing off and do body shots, feeling like a puppet master as they all got drunker and she just sat back and watched it happened. Just the way she liked it. She was buzzing, but she’d remember everything, which was more than some of these people could say. She was making herself another drink, moving to the music as she did so. She turned around to head back into the party when she saw Isaac, a smile spreading across her lips at the familiar face.
"Isaac!” she yelled out over the music, quickly weaving through the crowd to end up at his side, holding her cup up to avoid spilling it. “You missed all the body shots I made everyone do,” she greeted accusatorially, her eyes scanning over him and realizing he hadn’t needed her help to get drunk off his ass. “Though you were off doing your own heavy alcohol intake, weren’t you, drunk-y?”