There you are! Bloody *****, what did you do give her a cup of cocoa and read her a bed time story? Lizzie asked, looking at me with amused eyes.

She knew exactly what we had been doing, but whilst we had been doing that she had no doubt been exceeding the recommended daily dose of alcohol. So now Lizzie was officially wearing her funny pants and would be cracking, what she thought were hilarious jokes, for the rest of the night.

Not exactly. Millie murmured, squeezing my hand.

Lizzie waved her hand at us dramatically, as if swatting some imaginary fly.

What ever you say Queen *****. Lizzie said, using her drunken nickname for Millie. What you do with my best friend is non of my business, but if you hurt her or get her pregnant then don’t hesitate to call me.

Lizzie gave my girlfriend a wink and a nudge with her arm, which through her slightly off balance. I laughed at her drunken antics, now I was completely sober I knew Lizzie could entertain me all night.

Well I don’t get an offer like that every day.

Hey!

I noticed this conversation was not going very well for me. Millie smiled and pulled me close, planting a kiss on my cheek.

That’s sweet, but because Im so drunk it does kinda make me wanna vomit. Lizzie admitted, her hand going to her mouth for a moment.

Only joking! Jeesh anyone would think you two couldn’t take a joke!

With our arms wrapped securely round each other Millie and I made our way out of the toilets and back into the thumping club. As soon as Lizzie was engulfed in the music she began dancing and managed to sandwich herself quite nicely between two very muscly men.

I think shell be entertained for the rest of the night. Millie said into my ear.

I smiled, making my way back to the table we had been at earlier. Not that we had spent much time there of course. As if it were natural Millie sat down first and then pulled me onto her lap. I snuggled in close to her warm body and watched the dance floor with sleepy eyes.