Sandra snarled and leaned back in the chair. Her bag beside her on the floor and the tequila bottle in her hand. One third of it already gone. Even though she wasn't that big her body had a surprisingly strong resistance to alcohol. Probably because she drank it every other day. "What do you think?" She took another gulp from her tequila bottle grimacing as the bitter strong liquid went down her throat.<br/><br/>She looked over at Richard as he came around and joined them. She looked around. Looked like they were all their now. What the hell were they supposed to do now? This was the last place on earth that she wanted to be. They all knew that. She had left right after graduation. "Well Richard, could you come back and ask that question another time perhaps?" She was being mean to him but at the moment she didn't care. She was pissed and the first chance she got she would take, she wanted nothing more then to leave this place behind her again. She looked back at Eri as he spoke again, huffing. "I know the answer already." She took another shot of her tequila, the bottle now half empty even though that longed for effect didn't seem to happen. What now? She couldn't even get drunk when she wanted to? This crap was just simply getting better and better. "I got a letter, yesterday. By my aunt then she drove me to the airport with in 30 minutes afterwards. Putting me on a plane to this godforsaken place. Hand me a smoke will ya?"<br/><br/>She reached out her hand towards Eri. And even though she didn't usually smoked, they all knew that, she was dying for a drag of that at the moment. "And who the hell said that I was okey with this crap or was even planning to go along with it? The first chance I get I'm hoping on a plane out of here." She had let her jacket slip off her shoulders to reveal her backless short top. (http://www.supplierlist.com/photo_images/160127/Leather_Bikini_Tops.jpg) She didn't care if people around them were staring, she wasn't ashamed of her body. She never had been.