The deck of the sleek white boat was littered with dozens of empty bottles and five discarded chicken cartoon boxes, signs of their revelry as it floated downstream. Olivia and Damien lay sprawled on the two couches facing each other, both thoroughly intoxicated.
"Damien, I have to admit, today is the best day of my life. I never imagined that drinking could be this enjoyable," Olivia slurred, her words muddled by the effects of alcohol.
"What? This is your first time? Are you truly a dwarf?" Damien quipped, a look of astonishment on his face.
