Requested by XxUntitledxX
"This is not what I envisioned when you said: wanna play a game?"
[Reader's POV]
Finally... it's Friday.
Right now I'm on my way to the Schuyler sisters' party. I usually wouldn't come, but Peggy begged me to.
Pulling in, I hear shitty music blaring from speakers and random seniors on the roof and in the pool with their trademark red cups filled with god knows what.
"Ayye (Y/n)'s here!" I hear a familiar voice yell. I scoff and get out of the car.
"Thomas," I say. He's obviously drunk.
"Yea sexy?" He slurs and wraps his arm around my waist, moving his face closer to mine than it should be. His breath reeks of alcohol.
"Get off me you pig!" I push him off, and a familiar face drags him back and steps in front of me.
"Bonjour~" He slurs as well.
"Lafayette, fancy seeing you here," I smile.
"You look tres belle tonight," He laughs and I blush. I'm wearing a tight black dress and strappy black heels.
"Don't you remember I take french honors?" I remind him.
"Oh shit," He says, and I laugh, "Hey, you wanna come inside and play a game?"
"Sure, I guess," I take his hand and he leads me to a room of people sitting in a circle on the floor with a bottle in the center. Oh boy.
Lafayette hands me a shot of whatever and we sit in an empty spot next to each other. I down the shot and almost gag. He laughs a bit and tosses my shot glass to the side. I lean over and whisper to him.
This is not what I envisioned when you said: wanna play a game?" He laughs.
"Did you think we had the wii set up?" He laughs even harder. He has a point. I laugh along and pray for the night to be over soon.
After a few rounds, the alcohol kicks in and the game gets a lot more fun.
"Alright Laf, your turn!" Someone from the circle yells.
He spins the bottle and I pray it lands on Mulligan. Then it lands on none other than yours truly.
We look at each other for a second and shrug. We sloppily kiss before the next round. I guess that's it.
He puts his arm around my waist for the rest of the night. I took a few more shots after, and let's just say the night took a turn.
Lafayette eventually lead me out of the game and found an empty bedroom and locked the door.
The next morning I woke up with a migraine and an arm wrapped around me.
