Give Me Novacaine

I: Another Friday Night:

*Friday night at the downtown bar*

*Erin sits over her drink*

Bar tender: *Raises an eyebrow at her* Another night at the bar?

*Erin gives him a huge grin as she lifts her head*

Erin: Yep! Hit me up!

Bar tender: What would you like?

Erin: Give me the best that you got!

Bar tender: Okay.

*He gets right to work*

II: One Shot:

*Erin downs the first shot*

Erin: Ah! Great stuff!

Bar Tender: Glad you like it.

Erin: You have anymore?

Bar Tender: Sure.

*He pours her more drinks*

*Erin downs another drink*

Erin: Yay!

*She drinks down the shot*

Erin: More!

*The bar tender looks rather nervous*

Bar Tender: Oh boy, I have a bad feeling about this…

III: Two Shots:

*Erin’s downs two shots*

Erin: More!

*The bar tender tries to smile*

Bar Tender: Okay…

*He pours her more booze*

*Erin downs more*

Erin: Ah! You are my best friend!

Bar Tender: Right…

Erin: More! More! *Shoves a glass in his face*

Bar Tender: Okay…

*He reluctantly pours her more booze*

*Erin downs her drink*

*Bar tender looks away, nervously*

IV: Three Shots:

*A group of guys see Erin at the bar drinking and laughing*

*The men whisper amongst each other*

*The bar tender happens to look up and notice them*

Bar Tender: Oh no… This will not end well.

*The men walk over to Erin*

V: More Pints:

*Erin down another drink*

*The leader of the men taps her on the shoulder*

*Erin turns around glaring*

Erin: What?!

*The guy breaks into a warm smile*

Guy: Hey there.

Erin: *Cold stare* What?!

Guy: Can we be buy you a drink?

*Erin hisses at him*

Erin: Fuck off!

*She throws beer cans at him and his friends*

Erin: Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off!

*She sits down once out of breath*

VI: One Bottle:

*Erin downs another bottle of booze*

Erin: *Hic* More!

*Bar Tender really looked worried*

Bar Tender: I think you had enough…

*Erin glared at him*

Bar Tender: *Nervous look* Okay…

*He pours her more liquor and she drinks up*

*Bar tender looks nervous as she gives off a cat-like smile*

Bar Tender: I don’t like where this is going…

VII: Ten Bottles:

*Erin drinks down her tenth bottle*

Erin: More! *Shoves her empty glass in the bar tender’s face*

*The bar tender shoves away her glass*

Bar Tender: You had enough tonight.

*Erin looks up at him, glaring*

Erin: What was that? *Glare*

*The bar tender sighed*

Bar Tender: You had enough.

*Erin stands up, hissing and glaring at him*

Erin: *Grabbing him by the shirt* Listen, pal! I’ll tell you when I had enough! Now give me my damn drink!

*The bar tender sighs as he pushes her off*

Bar Tender: Fine, fine.

*Bart tender serves her another drink*

*Erin snatches the bottle and drinks it down*

VIII: Drag Your Ass Home:

*Erin finishes her drink and passes out on the bar*

*The bar tender rolls his eyes*

Bar Tender: Damn it. I do not get paid enough for this shit!

*The bar tender smacks her on the face*

Bar Tender: Come on, Erin! Wake up. You have to go now.

*The bar tender sighs as picks her up and carries her out of the bar once again*