Part 2The Queen of Tea

Everyone stared at me. Even Luke thought it was impossible.

They definitely didn't expect that under my sweet exterior lay a liver of steel.

I got my tolerance from my dad. No one has ever out-drunk me.

Riley wasn't convinced. She felt challenged.

So began the battle of the Teas.

One glass for her, one for me...

After three rounds, she was drunk. I was just getting started.

She kept going, and no one stopped her. They were all trying to stop me.

"Riley, stop drinking with the little sister. You're bullying her," Luke's friend, Tyler, said, trying to stop me.

My boyfriend wouldn't let me drink either.

But no one cared about the wasted Riley.

I just get flushed when I drink, but my mind is clear.

She was actually wasted.

"Sister, you can't out-drink me. Let's stop," I said.

That hurt her ego. "Luke, what does your girlfriend mean? Is she looking down on me?"

I looked at Luke like a frightened bunny. "No, I'm just worried about Sister's health. What if she gets sick?"

Riley finally snapped, glaring at me viciously.

Luke shook his head at me, signaling to ignore her.

The atmosphere was awkward. To stop Riley from drinking, the bros changed the subject.

"Hey Luke, where are we going next?"

Luke asked if I was tired. I'm a night owl; life begins at midnight. Of course I wasn't tired.

After discussing it, Luke said we were going to a karaoke bar.

On the way, Riley stumbled around, constantly "falling" into Luke's arms.

But every time, my boyfriend dodged with precision.

"Luke! I'm this drunk and you won't even help me?!"

Maybe the day's frustration made Riley finally explode.

I watched her tantrum coldly.

There were plenty of single guys behind us. Why did she need my boyfriend to help her?

Her intentions were obvious.

Seeing Luke look at her like she was a monster, Riley lowered her head in disappointment.

"You have a girlfriend and now you ignore me? Back in the day, we even shared a bed, and now you ignore me for some girl!"

Shared a bed?

I looked at Luke suspiciously, demanding an explanation.

Luke stood up abruptly, angry and shocked.

"What the hell do you mean? Who the f*ck slept in a bed with you? Are you just spewing nonsense now?! I gave you enough face today, Riley. If you talk trash again, you're out of this circle."

Seeing the mood turn sour, his friends were torn.

They tried to calm Luke and Riley.

"Bro, she's just drunk. Don't take it to heart, sister. She loves joking around. We've all been pranked."

Seems like they enjoy being "pranked."

I lowered my head and sighed. "Sigh, Riley is amazing. If I had her mouth, I'd have dated dozens of guys by now."

Let's see who breaks first.

As far as I know, Riley has never had a boyfriend.

Simple reason: the girl who seems popular with guys is actually the one desperately maintaining the relationships.

Guys are visual creatures. One look at Riley... and they probably lose interest.

Only these bros who don't cherish their girlfriends hang out with her. They aren't stupid; they just enjoy the attention.

"Why isn't Sister talking... Don't tell me Sister is so skilled but has never dated... Omo."

Luke looked at me with relief.

His friend tugged his shirt. "Control your girlfriend, tell her to say less."

He whispered it, but I have good ears.

Tch, what kind of crappy friends.

I rolled my eyes internally.

Riley ignored me and told us to be quiet.

She waved her phone in front of my face. "Luke's mom is calling. Everyone shut up."