J shouted for his men to come take the man away. He protested until he couldn't protest any more. J stood up fast and grabbed a big bottle of tequila and chugged it down. I didn't want to upset him so I just sat there. "We're going home in 10 minutes."
"I don't mean to disrespect you in anyway but you can't when you're you drunk"
"And why the hell not?"
"Because it's dangerous J"
"Did you forget who you're talk to? Baby girlll, im THE infamous joker! I live for danger!"
"You might live for that kinda shit, but you can't live for it, and you won't live for anything if you're dead."
"Well that might be true but at least I didn't die of boredom."
"Whatever J. Just please slow down"
I rolled my eyes and stood up to stretch. He eventually he began to slur his words uncontrollably. "We're leaving in five minutes" after he said that he began to reach for a bottle of vodka.
"NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!"
"Whaaaaaat? Im thrusty, can't a guy kill his thrust?"
"Uhhhh YEA, BUT YOU DO NOT NEED MORE LIQUOR J! YOU'RE ALREADY FUCKING WASTED!"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? Im fiiiiine"
"Alright then, if you're fine walk in a straight line"
"WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE STRAIGHT KRISTA?!"
"FUCK OFF ALREADY AND JUST DO IT!"
"NO! Not until you answer my question krista Monaé"
"I SWEAR TO FUCKING JESUS JOKER WHATEVER THE HELL YOUR LAST NAME HIS, JUST DO IT!"
"Fiiiiine!" he began to attempt to walk in a straight line. Before he even got to his third step he fell over. "FUCK" he whispered to himself as I helped him up. "See?" I asked as I reached over to grab him the glass of water. I only turned back for two fucking seconds and when I turned back around I see J reaching for the bottle of vodka. I quickly kicked the bottle from his hand and he looked up at me with wide eyes...
Yes I know the chapter his short. But at seven thirty I will publish part to to it. I promise. And as always, bu bye!😂💖💋
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Beautifully Broken
FanfictionI had been working for the joker for about 6 months. no, not killing people but instead I was a maid. the job fit me well considering I enjoyed clean for the most part. me and J got along well, but what happens when he has a huge mental breakdown? ...
