Re: Gatsby, Kat, Hemingway, Abi
The young frost giant had a great time. The atmosphere, the music, the laughter... it was enough to get drunk on. Not that she would ever say 'no' to any of the cocktails Jay handed. She felt a tipsy and woozy but she wasn't quite sure whether that was the man or the drink. Her alcohol tolerance had reached new levels since her birthday. Thanks to her father she was able to drink most men in the room under the table.
"Very much so and you?" She quirked up an eyebrow.