Chapter 14. White Girl Wasted

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White Girl Wasted, Defined by the Urban Dictionary,
To get completely drunk, wasted, or sloshed to the point where you can no longer control yourself physically or mentally. The term was given to younger white girls, mainly after consuming too much alcohol. The phenomenon occurs when a person consumes and proceeds to embarrass themselves and their friends for however long they remain conscious. It is usually characterized by dancing, the stripping of clothes, strangers, the overwhelming smell of fruity alcohol, and a general sloppiness that can only be associated with drinking.

Friday's at Freddy's are most employees' favorite days, which meant the weekend was commencing. Y/N and Jeremy were no different, they too looked forward to Fridays. This Friday was a little different, however. This Friday they had actual plans!

Usually, their weekends were all the same. They spend the night at Y/N's house, hang out, and watch a movie. If they're feeling fancy they make some popcorn, but that's the extent of that. Jeremy had the idea to get "White Girl Wasted" as he liked to call it. While Jeremy wasn't a white girl, he could get drunk like one.

Y/N wasn't going to protest it. Hell, Jeremy was buying the alcohol, and nobody would turn down free tequila. So she was down to get wasted too. They hadn't drunk since New Year's Eve last year, so this was needed.

Like the Cinderella he was, Jeremy was sweeping floors counting down the seconds he had left until he and Y/N could clock out. It was 5:55 PM, and their shifts ended at 6:00 PM, so close. 

Y/N was counting down the seconds until she could clock out too. She was sitting in the Parts and Service room, which is where she and William always were anymore. She was supposed to be handing William tools as he asked for them, but she was a little caught up in her own thoughts.

She actually had gotten familiar with a lot of the tools, she knew most of them by name. She's picked up a lot of little details from working with William, even stuff about William himself. Considering she's always sitting at his side she's practically memorized what his profile looks like from the side.

His nose was average size, but straight from the side. His jawline was sharp and strong, sharp enough to cut glass in Y/N's opinion, he must chew a lot of gum. His bottom lip protrudes a bit more than his top one, and he's constantly chewing the inside of his cheek when he works.

Y/N was squirming a bit in her seat, constantly looking at the time. William caught onto her squeamish behavior quickly. He would glance at her every so often when her gaze was focused on the clock on the wall.

After a bit of this, William decided to speak up.
"I'm guessing you have plans this weekend?" he asked, an amused smile on his face. His hands were preoccupied as he worked, but his attention was focused on Y/N. Y/N looks over at him with a toothy grin, "How could you ever guess?" 

William chuckles to himself a bit, "Consider it a lucky guess, what do you have planned?"
"Um, it might be a little unprofessional of me to say but uh- me and Jeremy are gonna uh-," Y/N tried finding the most work-place friendly way of saying she and Jeremy were gonna drink till they puked, "Partake in the casual consumption of alcohol?" It sounded more like a question than a statement.

His eyes widen a bit, "Oh, really? Well, don't overdo yourselves," he didn't think Y/N drank, but then again he didn't know that much about her in the first place. He wanted to know more, he wanted to know a lot more.

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Jeremy on the other hand, he's the one you need to look out for," Y/N laughed a bit, "One time, at a party in high school he had two bottles of vodka, one in each hand. He chugged them both, pissed himself, then passed out."

William's eyes widen again, "Bloody hell," he shakes his head a bit and gives a soft laugh, "Reminds me of myself when I was his age,"
Y/N scoffed a bit, "Don't take this the wrong way sir, but I could never see you being anything like Jeremy."
"You'd be surprised," he mumbled under his breath a bit, then checks his watch. "It's 6 love, I'd hate to keep you from your plans any longer than I have to."

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