The opposite of sinister

It all began with the strangest few days she had ever had. One bottle of whisky, two of vodka, three of wine and four mararitas on friday night had led to a moment of madness where kissing Stuart Etheridge had seemed like a good idea and brought on a headache the size of Jupiter the next morning. The Etheridge incident had reached the ears of everyone who knew them both by precisely twenty past eleven which meant a day of epic embarrassment for Lucy and of obvious jokes for everyone else. Not only did Lucy quite openly dislike Etheridge, for various reasons, namely his distinctly more dexter position on the politcal compass and the fact that he irritated everyone he met, but the last thing she needed was another man to worry about. At least refusing his lunch invitation wasn't going to be a problem as she didn't have to worry about bruising his ego. It could take it.

But it wasn't because of Etheridge that she decided to top up her already rocketing blood alchohol levels on the Saturday. She liked to think that it was just out of politeness that she had to get spectacularly drunk at her own house party, but she had an aweful suspicion that the other he had something to do with it. The decision to consume massive quantities of unmixed spirits had certainly coincided with his decision to leave, his cliched reason for the early departure and his unfeasible excuse for not having made time for the talk that he finally suggested should happen. In fact the more she thought about it, the need to reapply eye make up had occurred then as well. Thats when she first thought up the plan to drink straight from the spirit bottles rather than have the inconvenience of having to use a glass. She wasn't quite sure when the cigarettes got thrown into the mix, nor when the cigarettes began to be replaced by joints, but exhaustion, alcohol and pot were proving to be a pretty damaging mix. Perhaps this could be construed as a good thing, as when people started doing coke of the kitchen worksurface, the various narcotics in her system changed this potentially quite worrying act into an object of she amusement as she wantched stoned drunks try and roll fivers straight.