25º Chapter

                                    

                                          
"Are you sure that it's a good idea we've brought the car with us?" — I asked while getting out of the vehicle that Gen thought it was a brilliant idea to drive to the party, when I obviously think it's a terrible one. We both agreed earlier that we are going to be passed out drunk by the end of this night.
"For the million time Claire, I drove here because Jared is coming with Jensen in the impala, but we need the car, so Jared can take the two of us back home, got it?" — Gen said in a matter of fact, like it was the most obvious thing in the world, but then it was when it actually hit me.
"The impala? Like... Dean's baby impala?" — I asked, looking at the open door in front of us, that Gen didn't waste another second before bursting into the party that was already happening inside.
"Yeah, Jensen bought it with the condition of only having the car to himself at the end of the show. Apparently, the producers were in a very good mood today and let the guys have the car for a night, that's why both Jared and Misha are coming with Jensen." — She finally concluded while grabbing two shot glasses from the cabinet and filling both of them with tequila.
"That I can totally understand. I would ditch us too if someone offered me a drive on Baby... Kidding, I would never ditch you!" — I said, seeing her smile grow on her face before clapping our glasses together.
"To an amazing night!" — She cheered, drowning the glass without a second thought, and I obviously followed the same path because, as I said before, I will be passed out drunk by the end of the night.
I honestly lost count of the glasses that Gen got me after the fourth one, because for real, who's counting? So no one can really blame me for anything that might happen at this party because as the music starts to play louder in the living room of the house I was a complete goner.
Gen was laughing hard sitting on the couch while watching me dance with Richard, and I can tell from the bottom of my heart that I've might just have found my new best friend. This man doesn't say no to a fucking dance, as clumsy as it might be.
"Is she already that drunk?" — Jared asked Gen, and for a moment I thought that this man might be a fucking magician because he appeared out of nowhere.
"Oh yeah, I had to stop after a couple of shots, but she just kept going and going... Take a seat, babe, it's an amazing thing to watch!" — Gen said to her husband that apparently is taking the night off to be my dad, but no sir, that's not going to happen, no Daddies here.
"Maybe it's better if we take her home, don't you think?" — He asked Gen, but my best friend knows me so well that she just pushed him to the couch, making him sit next to her.
"Nonsense! She's harmless, and she's having fun babe, that's what we wanted for her, remember?" — She asked him, like it was the most obvious thing that came out of her mouth for the entire night.
I was paying attention to their conversation really, but apparently my brain only decided to function after they stopped talking because that was the moment that I realized that they were already here. I gave a quick kiss on Richard's cheek, and I couldn't stop my feet from running in the direction of the group that had joined Gen around the couch.
"Welcome to this amazing party, Mishamigos." — I said, giving an extra enface at Misha's name, winking in the direction of the blue-eyed man that was smiling at me.
"That one is getting kind of old, Claire!" — Misha said, giving me a tight but fast hug that made me smile widely at him.
"You are getting old too, and I didn't make a comment about that." — I sassed, making everybody around the both of us burst into a loud laugh.