(Sure. Which one should get drunk?)

Owen dismounted his horse at the music festival. He looked old enough to be 21 and he had hacked his ID card, so he ordered a shot of whiskey

She had been at the festival all day, dancing and partying. This was the life, even if she did have to pack up and leave soon. If she didn't have to work the next day she wouldn't leave but the animals at the pound wouldn't feed themselves. Sighing she made her way over to the bar and bought a soda. It wasn't beer, but it would work.

(I think it would be funny if Steven got drunk...)

(Yeah, it would be funny)

Owen yawned, at the bar, and ordered another round. He didnt get drunk easily.

As the night drug on Steven got more and more into the party. About midnight he was sitting at one of the tables, talking to an old man who had fallen asleep an hour earlier. "Th-then is said *hic* if you love that dog so much *hic* you should marry it! And you know what?! That dogs now my aunt!" He broke out into laughter, nearly falling out of his chair as fought to stay upright. After a moment he fell silent, nearly passing out while he was taking a drink.

"Busy night." Jessica said smiling up at him. He didn't know her, at least not directly. She had been out to the ranch a few times for riding lessons but otherwise they had never talked.

Paige laughed and walked over to Steve. I know for sure that you arent driving tonight.

Owen smiled. Meh. I dont really have anything to do tonight and I dont dance, so...

The man flinched at the voice. "Drive? I can drive! *hic* But I don't have a car...."

"Oh come on, everyone can dance, you just haven't found the right girl to dance with. Or guy if your into that." Jessica said finishing her soda.

Paige rolled her eyes. Steve! I know you dont have a car. Thats just another reason why Im driving!

Owen shook his head. Im straight. And trust me, I cant. Ive tried before.

"You have a car? Is it a purple car? I like purple cars..." Steve grumbled before dozing off again.

"Im sure if you drank enough you could figure it out." Jessica smiled.

Paige sighed. For the record, its blue. she sat down by him, going to wait until he woke back up again.

Owen raised an eyebrow at her. I dont get drunk easily. When I do, it aint pretty. For the most part, anyway

A few minutes later, Steven looked up still muttering out his aunt dog and purple cars. "Paige, oh good it's Paige. I like Paige, she's my best friend!" He stretched over and hugged her.

"Well then you said you were free tonight, why not go do something crazy?" Jessica suggested.