We went to Franky & Bennies for lunch and started with a jug of cocktails.
Then we went to Lloyds bar in town for many a glass of (weasel piss) wine, and chatting.
After rushing around the bus station, getting drenched, and a very understanding taxi man, we ended up in West Street Live which admittedly does the best drink specials in Sheffield.
The barman who served us was clearly on our wave length, I believe I asked for "the cheapest drink which contains the most amount of alcohol, preferably in jugs". We are a classy pair!
Many an hour was spent dancing to cheesy, but AMAZING music in West Street Live, and many double vanilla vodka and cokes were consumed. As well as many attempted selfies in the toilets.
I braved the night without my jacket or cardigan because this dress needed showing off!
Bathroom selfies as per usual!
We ended up in The Walkabout where we spent the rest of the night, and admittely I drank a (fuck) load of alcohol and TOO MANY £1 shots! I think 5 in a row is not very clever, specially when you do it each time you get the drinks. But when you get sent to the bar alone, what do you expect?
(this explains my state at the end of the night Rachel)
And of course, everyone knows that the best way to end a great night is with a half and half pizza, a rubicon and a selfie in the take away!
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