Creepypasta ramblings

Hungover killers.

"Morning Ashley." Andrea yawned with a cup of coffee in her hand. "Why the heck do you look like shit." Ashley asked looking at the older girl. "Well, we kinda had a little drinking game... also know as who can hold their liquor the best." Ashley groaned. She now was in a house full of hungover murderers "Who won." she asked, actually wanting to know. "I did, you know i've got some good drinking blood, right. I mean i'm irish. So it didn't really affect me that much. But you shoulda seen half the boys. Oh my god, it was the best. But after everyone was on a level from tipsy to drunk we kinda played truth or dare. Oh god that was gay..." "Okay stop there I don't wanna hear more. " Ashley butt in before she got anymore details. "Fine you're no fun." she pouted like a child who was denied candy. "Where is Hoodie?" Ashley asked. "Oh he's out. I dunno where. Anywhore i'm finishing this and going back to bed. Being 17 and drunk is weird. Even though i've gone to some whimpy parties." she yawned again and walked back upstairs, leaving Ashley alone. "Oh well then i'll just go find Hoodie. Also known as sitting on the porch waiting with my phone and playing Geometry Dash." she mumbled, going to Andrea's to get her phone (because she left it there, for some reason).
"Nooooo!" Ashley whined an hour later, as she'd died by hitting a spike, again. "Trouble?" she jumped a bit but calmed down when she realized it was Hoodie. "Don't do that again please, this is like jumpscare friends." Hoodie looked at her and nodded. "Is everyone hungover?" he asked. "Not everyone, i mean Andrea isn't." He nodded again. "She give you any detail or no." "She gave me the word gay and then i stopped her." He giggled, as he might have had an idea as to what happened the previous night. "Do you wanna know." " Kinda, I only want names." "Okay then, names are LJ and EJ. Need any... what else did she tell you?" "MY FRAGILE MIND." she yelled. "Yo shut up, my head's pounding!" someone yelled. "Your fault for getting drunk last night!" she yelled back. "KIDNEYS" that was Eyeless. "Omg, really guys." she runs in before a response was given, she was so, gonna run next time Andrea has a liquor holding contest.
Ashley and Hoodie sit on the couch. "I'm bored." Ashley complains. Hoodie starts to smirk. "Wanna make out?" "Subtle." Hoodie stares at her. "What?" she asks. 'You didn't answer." "No!" Ashley says, voice cracking. "Well you said you were bored." Hoodie mumbles. Then he lights up again. "We could go up to my room and have fun." he says, smirking yet again. "Unless have fun means play xbox, no. Just no." Hoodie looks offended. "What kind of guy do you take me for?" On their way upstairs he mutters "You wouldn't be good anyway." Ashley jumps on Hoodie back. "I heard that, black masked bastard." "Wow, you're heavy." "Hey!" "Haha." "SHUT THE F*** UP!" someone yells at them. "Leave my girl alone!" Hoodie yells back. "F*** YOU AND YOUR GIRL!" the person responds. Hoodie puts Ashley down. "I'll be right back." Ashley giggles and goes to Hoodie's room. When he comes back he has some blood on his hand. He notices Ashley staring at it and wipes it off on his pants. "We had a nice discussion." "Who's we?" Ashley asks. "You'll find out later." Hoodie says, picking up a controller. "So now that we're dating, do I have to let you win or should I beat you every time?" Ashley pushes Hoodie off the bed. He laughs and tries to sit down again. "No dogs on the bed." Then Smile Dog comes in and jumps up with Ashley. "No fair!" Hoodie does puppy dog eyes and begs on his knees until Ashley lets him sit with her. To Hoodie's surprise, she doesn't do too bad at zombies. "You're kinda good." "Really?" "I said kinda." At the end, Ashley got more headshots than Hoodie. For a victory, Hoodie took Ashley out for tacos and ice cream. When they go downstairs to leave, Ashley notices Jeff with a black eye and a broken nose.