・❥・character: sanford ・❥・normal story ig? idk what to label this as ・❥・drunk reader, vulgar language, another short one cause i can't write good-
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y/n continuously chugs her beer, jupiter staring at her in extreme disgust.
once the bottle was empty, their face flushes a bright red. they looked to their female friend, who was taking a small sip of her soda.
"you'reeee not havin-gggg hic anyyy alcohol..?? fuckinnn— pussy." they slur, letting out a small fit of giggles. jupiter only sighs, crushing her can once she was finished with the drink.
"i am not taking you home after this." she rests her arms on the counter. y/n laughs again, hiccuping here and there. "i cannn wa—lk hic homee myseelff." jupiter furrows her brows, "no, you are not going by yourself. sanford is probably gonna take you home."
they giggle at the mention of their beloved's name. jupiter takes out her phone to message sanford as y/n leans over to see the messages, "are youuu messaginggg yourrr boyyfriendddd?~" she rolls her eyes, "i'm messaging your boyfriend to come get your drunken ass."
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a few minutes later, sanford arrives at the bar. he hops out of the truck, stepping inside. the aroma of booze as he walks further in. he spots y/n and jupiter, y/n for some reason standing on top of a bar stool.
he approaches the two. "sanford thank fucking god you're here. please just take them home." she says, looking up at him, "don't worry about me i'll walk myself home." she adds before she lays her head down on the bar.
"n/n you goddamn maniac." sanford curses, dragging y/n from their stool. they let out a small whine, stumbling into sanford's arms. "hiiiii san-san~" they giggle, looking up at the male.
his expression softens as he picks the (h/c)nette up in his arms. "guess i can't stay mad at you forever." he sighs, as y/n quirks an eyebrow, "why were you hic maddd at mee?" they cup his cheeks.
he lets out a chuckle, "no n/n. i wasn't mad at you."
sanford carries them out to the truck, gently seating them in the passenger's side. he gets inside the truck and starts it up, his gaze flicking to y/n. they automatically passed out and were lightly snoring.
he intertwines his fingers with theirs, gently squeezing their hand as he uses his other to steer the truck home.
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im going to keep the celebration short cause i gotta start working on another chapter while i still can
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