Pepper agreed to get Bucky to stay here. Steve is now in charge of him, Director's orders, since now I'm in charge of Tyler. Kind of. I just have to make sure she doesn't kill anyone. I go over and catch up with Natasha.
"Wanna go get some drinks?" I ask, stuffing my hands in my pockets.
"Sure. Meet around 8?"
"Sounds good." I grin. "Want to invite anyone else? Kind of have a girls' night of sorts? It'd just be you, me, Pepper, and that girl Tyler."
"I guess."
"Kay. I'll tell them. Ace of Club's good?"
"Yeah. See you then."
"Alright." I go off to tell Pepper and tell Tyler. Sure, not my best idea, but I don't give a crap right now.
I go back to my apartment and change, getting out of my dress shirt and slacks and into jeans, a black sequin tank, and black combat boots. I just flop on my couch and wait.
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Finally! I get some cash and stuff it in my pocket before going off to the bar. Tasha and them are already there. We all greet each other, except for Tyler, she's silent. Then we start the rounds. Natasha gets a beer, I a whiskey, Pepper gets a martini, and Tyler a margarita. I take mine in one swig, feeling the burning as it slides down my throat.
Some guys come over and start flirting with us after a bit. Tyler doesn't necessarily respond, Pepper politely refuses. Tasha and I are just flirting long enough to get a drink out of the guys. After a bit, we get tired of the males and push them away, deciding to go on the dance floor and make fools of ourselves, which we do successfully.
My head is fogged with all the alcohol consumed, which is much more than any of the others. Everyone is getting a bit tipsy, Pepper giggling at everything, Tyler getting louder after each drink, and Tasha smiling like mad.
"Heeeeeeeey, Taaashaaa." I slur.
"What?"
"C'm'ere."
She leans towards me and I grin as I lean towards her and slink my arms around her neck and I hang there, giggling like mad.
