Marcie rubbed a hand over her face. A bunch of teens at a party getting wasted on alcopops. How did she not know this was happening? But if she didn't know, chances that her parents didn't know either were very high. She groaned softly, knowing this was trouble, but- the boys needed help right now more than judgement.
"Yeah," Marcie said, resigned to the fact that she wasn't going to be having sex tonight, and looking around for her bra. She tried to keep her tone calm and not sound like she was annoyed at her night being interrupted. "Okay. I think I know it. Did you get any water in him or has he thrown that up too? Try to get him to drink water if you can. Is he conscious?" Fuck, her brother being blacked out would be more of a complication than she'd like. She threw an apologetic look at Cathal and slid across to grab her bra from where it dangled over the foot of the bed.