It took her a second to register what exactly she was looking at, but when she had, she burst into laughter. “Oh my God. You’re such a cheeseball. That’s pink hair dye!” “It’s totally temporary,” I assured her. “It says it’ll be out within a week.” “Oh my god.” She shifted her gaze to the bottle of vodka. “Is that vodka?” “Robbie helped me.” She took the bottle from me and eyed it curiously. Then she arched an eyebrow at me. “So the two of us are going to get drunk alone in your bedroom together? That’s a terrible idea. Let’s do it, c’mon.”
