Bubbles

At the party people were all drinking and talking, just having a grand time.

I looked at the alcohol, tempted to take a drink, but refused.

As my fellow friends got wasted I leant against a wall, watching.

But something didn't feel right.

I watched carefully as party goers began to scream. Their skin bubbled up blisters, the boils popping and excreting puss.

I looked at them, almost passive, as they fell to the ground in anguish.

I didn't expect the acid in the beer would have this result.

But I never measured out the amount as I poured it.