Chapter 78

As Taylor, Castor, and Catalina lounged in their drunken stupor, they exchanged nonsensical stories and laughed uproariously. The night air was thick with laughter and the scent of alcohol as the trio of friends engaged in a spirited exchange. Their conversations flowed like a river, each story more outlandish than the last.

Catalina, her laughter infectious, couldn't help but tease Taylor. "That's so fun, you sure you really did that darn thing?" Her voice rang out loud and merry, echoing in the warm night.

Taylor, feeling a tad disoriented from the alcohol, squinted in mock disbelief, his speech slurring slightly. "Wait, wait, wait, whoa, whoa, am I dreaming or hallucinating because I'm drunk?" His words tumbled out in a drunken symphony.

Castor, always quick to jest, couldn't resist giving Taylor a playful smack on the back of his head. "You dumb, people don't hallucinate when they're drunk!"

Catalina joined in, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Maybe he's not people but an animal,