What happened after Y/n got drunk drunk

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Y/n really should've asked someone at the bar to take her home instead of announcing she was going home than leaving. But in her defence, every last person at the bar was drunk.

"You look like shit," someone said looking at her.

"I had sex with some crusty guy," she said looking disgusted, her words slurring at the same time. "I need an abortion."

"I'm taking you home," he said picking her up. "And getting you a plan b."

"I'll pay you back," she groaned. "Promise I will."

"Yeah no, I'm doing this for myself, I don't want a pregnant lady as a neighbour," he set her down in the back seat of his car, partially buckling her in.

"So you're my neighbour," she smiles lazily, although she looked as if she were about to hurl. "Name?"

"Soji," he said getting in the driver's seat. "Puke in her and I'll leave you at the side door for a creep to get you."

"Please don't," she groaned.

"When did you have sex?" he asked, glancing back at her to make sure she was alright.

"Tonight, are you stupid?" she asked trying to lay down.

"Before or after you got plastered like an idiot?" he asked shaking his head.

"Before," she said. "I shoulda slept with you, you're far far way better looking than him."

"Mhm," he nods his head. "Try asking when you're sober if you even remember."

"I have to pick up Kasumi tomorrow," she said. "Early, early."

"I'll get her," he says. "You should sleep."

"I'm gonna puke," she said. "Like now."

"No, you're not," he said looking back at her.

"You can puke when we get back home," he said.

And so she managed to keep it down, only to spend an hour with her head in her own toilet bowl, her hair being held up in a makeshift ponytail.

"If you remember this tomorrow, I'm really screwed," he said cringing at her. "Might have to move to the states."


Okay, there.

-Crouton

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