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Inspo^ (I haven't seen where these are from or whatever so this is just my guess based souly on the pictures. See Sam looks like a boss bitch and Bucky looks like a bottom-)
Modern AU. Height swap (so now Bucky is a tiny bit shorter).
Warning⚠️: drinking; slight smoking; slight swearing; sexual stuff (no sex though); slight harassment about being homosexual; Two slurs, both censored.
Some dude was having a party at a fancy bar house mix thing. Sam didn't know: the invitation was confusing.
When he arrived there it looked like a hotel from the outside. Going in the two front doors the room was lined with booths, golden fancy bar fence things dividing them.
The place had been reserved for the party so only ones with an invite were here, yet it was filled with people.
Most everybody was wearing sexy outfits, or at least looked hot in their clothes in Sam's opinion. Booths were filled with groups of people doing various things at their table; weed; card games; making out; stuffing their face with food; etc. All that was promised was alcohol but these people were already crazy with random drugs.
Smoke floated around the room, colorful lights danced every scarface, casting a graceful shadow with ease only for it to move the next second.
He sat at an empty table, butt sinking into the stiff leather seat. It was one of those seats that you're only supposed to sit in for a few minutes. So clearly you were expected to go do something, come back for a few minutes and then go do something again.
So like go grab a drink, play a game of cards, then go get another drink. Since Sam came here alone he was going to stay relatively sober so he could still make reasonable decisions and such.
He lit a cigarette and watched people dance around the room. To his left about 16 tables down was the bar and a staircase, a small hallway dividing the two. Next to the stairs there was a while foldable table with a plane black cloth covering it along with finger food; plastic dishware; and foods that brought you down from drunk, like bread.
He wondered what was down the hallway but didn't care that much so he went back to watching people.
Finishing his cig, he put it out in the ash tray that was built into the table along with cup holders. He stood up and went to the staircase he saw a minute ago; being bored so wanting to explore. He climbed the stairs, moving to the side so two drunk people who were slung over each other, each a bottle in their other hand, could stumble past him as they laughed deliriously.
Up the stairs it was like a hotel, at least that explained why the outside looked like one; numbered rooms littering the walls from either side of him. He looked left and saw how the hall just stretched with rooms so he made a quick decision and went right seeing how the hall broke off after the seventh room.
