It took a lot to get Jace to believe statements like ‘I don’t embarrass’ ‘cause everyone had their limits. Even he could be embarrassed, and he was pretty shameless. “Come one, you’ve gotta be joking,” he stated. “Every person embarrasses, even a little. It’s human nature.” He would have thought a self-proclaimed ‘science type’ would be more prone to study stuff like that. Wasn’t it all chemical reactions in the brain anyways? He thought he remembered something like that from school; when he wasn’t etching away at the table or trying to get the cute blonde in the corner’s attention. Both of which usually ranked higher than listening in class.
Maybe he would ask Miah about it later, when there wasn’t more alcohol than blood pumping through his veins.
Why was it that drunk people always thought they were a lot funnier when they were being snarky? Jace had never figured that out. “How can you be sure, huh?” he asked, being oppositional for kicks. “Maybe in thirty seconds you’ll sound like one of those too cool for life teenagers that mumble their way through everything. ‘Cause you just don’t know what’s going to happen next.” As philosophical as Jace was ever going to get.
“Really man, you gotta start sooner rather than later,” he continued. “I’m cutting you off, so ain’t nothing at the bar for you. Might as well finish that last couple of drops in your glass and place your totally not-emo set.” He flashed a grin, making a point of moving all of the bottles that had been near him, for effect.