(DISCLAIMER: I've never done one with Demoman but I'll try.)
Requested by JoannaNikolakakos
It was a cold Friday night, you sat in the bar watching a soccer game. The earlier day had been nothing but chaos. Your team lost the battle and you got the least amount of kills, so Soldier lectured you. He kicked you out of the base for the night because you were really slacking the past few days. You didn't know why. Homesick? No. Lonely? Sure. Because your the only girl on the team and you feel awkward being with a bunch of men? Defiantly.
You took a sip of your beer and kept watching the T.V. Someone entered the bar. The person took a seat next to you, you were to pre occupied to look at him.
The bartender came up next to him. He was drying a glass. "What can I get ya today sir."
Then, he spoke, and immediately you knew who the person was. "One glass o beer will do." The bartender walker down the bar. This was Demoman. You were glad he was next to you. You could recall that voice from anywhere.
"Hey." You said to him. Demoman looked at you then his face went from calm to excited and happy.
"Aw! (Your name) you're here! I didn't know ya drank." He said patting your back. You took a sip of your beer.
"I'm not a drinker, but when I want to drink, I guess I do." You said to him. He smiled.
"Why decide ta drink now?"
"Eh. Get Soldiers lecture out of my head."
"Sounds bout right."
The bartender came back with Demo's beer, he took a huge sip out of it. He slammed the cup on the bar. He whipped his face, you laughed.
Later
You drank about five glasses of beer, two shots of whiskey, and 3 glasses of whine. You and Demo were super drunk. Laughing at whatever you saw and yelling at the top of your
Lungs when the soccer team scored a goal.
"Touch down!" You yelled when the soccer team got a point. Demo would always correct you that Touch downs were football, not soccer. You always didn't listen.
Later
At about two o clock in the morning the bartender came to where you and Demo were sitting. "We're closing folks." He said grabbing his jacket and opening the door for you. Demo and you nodded at each other and stumbled out of the doorway, the bartender locking the door. You spotted your motorcycle parked on the other side of the road. So, you and Demo sprinted to the other side.
"Wait a minute." You laughed, "we can't drive! We're super drunk!" You laughed. Demo joined in., you fell on the ground laughing. Demo tried to help you up but he fell on top you, smashing your lips together. You didn't pull back, and he didn't either. You both laid on the sidewalk kissing. You finally stopped and looked into his eyes. "Heheh." Demo laughed. "That was awesome." You smiled.
"Let's do this tomorrow." Demo laughed.
