TW: there is a sexual assault scene within this chapter. I will give a second warning when it is coming up within the chapter. Please do not throw any dark or insensitive jokes into the scene, since this is a very sensitive subject and could upset others. If you ever ever ever feel the need to let it out or need to talk to someone. Please know my dms are always open at @ladynoirfanpage on Instagram and I'll always be here to support you, because no one ever deserves to go through any sort of pain.'This is so good chlo, you never fail to host the most liveliest of parties around!' Marinette squealed excitedly.
'Never expect anything less' Chloe shouted back proudly.
The party was indeed very lively. People were taking shots, jumping into pools with clothes on and lovers were making out around every corner.
Marinette danced passed Chloe and gently shoved her in a playful way whilst making her way over to alya. Chloe childishly stuck her tongue out in response, but proceeded to grinning back.
Marinette and alya decided to let themselves be more free this evening and let loose a little.
'Okay so Marinette and I vs you and Ivan' Alya called out to mylene whilst grabbing 16 shot glasses.
'Oh it's on' mylene replied competitively.
'Throw it back as quickly as you can' alya whispered in mari's ear. Marinette nodded walking over to her line up of shots.
Both Marinette and mylene had 8 glasses filled with a shot of vodka in front of them.
'Remember rules are who ever finishes all 8 shots first wins' alya repeated excitedly.
Marinette and mylene nodded before turning to face forwards.
Ivan quickly gave his girl a kiss on the cheek and returned to where alya was standing.
'3...
2...
1...
GO!'
Marinette hurriedly took the first shot relatively quickly, shuddering as the hot burn hit her throat. The
2nd shot was double the pain of the first. The 3rd was a little easier to take down however burning sensations began to fill Marinette's blood stream. The 4th shot enhanced the burning sensations. The 5th shot was making it harder to keep focus. The 6th shot made focus and balance a questionable concept. The 7th shot made room for lousy movements. The final shot slowly yet victoriously taken by Marinette was finished leaving the girl completely and utterly wasted. Her whole body was relaxed and all she wanted to do was celebrate her victory on the dance floor.Drowned by the music, Marinette's vision was blurred. Her head was spinning in ways she could not even comprehend. Her tousled hair was being thrown around by her drunk actions. It was a euphoric sensation of not being able to consciously make out her surroundings yet somewhat enjoy the luminous and vibrant lights which swarmed her being.
After What seemed like a century of continuous dancing, an unfamiliar voice seeped into Marinette's mind. One that did not quite match with the partying and musical atmosphere.
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