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"Damn y/n! Normally im the one who gets fucked up not you!" Azariah said as she tried to lift up your heavy drunk body. Everytime you tried to stand up youd fumble over again and it started making azariah frustrated. It was about 2 o'clock in the morning and there was only a handful of people left who were just sitting down chillin or getting ready to leave. Coincidentally sero hadn't left yet and so happened to recognize azariah.. trying to carry you to the car.
"Jeez, how much does this girl eat? Shes heavier than me." "Im gonna tell her you basically just called her fat when shes sober, but this bitch eats like a full grown ass man and his wife." Azariah exaggerates as they both eventually make it to the car. Sero still held onto you while azariah unlocked the car and opened up the backseat so you could lay there when azariah drives home.
"Even tho y/n wont appreciate it in the morning, thanks for helping out" she says as she sits in the driver's with the window rolled down talking to sero. "Yup no problem-wait what do you me-" "Bye!" Azariah said as she drove off not letting him finish what he had to say. Sero shrugged it off and made his way to his own car to head home for the night as well.
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Romance"damn, I finally see it, i'm killing myself when bitches would die to be me." aged up!
