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Y/n was invited to a party by her best friend, Jack Grazer. She kind of knew his friends, sometimes it would be by just hanging out with him and FaceTiming them. Or she was a extra in IT, so sometimes she would stop by to say hi. Anyways, back to the party, currently she was hanging out with some of her friends kinda' tipsy.

"And then I said, really?!"

"Really?!"

Y/n was getting bored of this girl drama shit, so she walked away. She just found her way to the beer.

"Don't mind if I do..." she mumbled to herself.

~

Right now a band was playing in the backyard, apparently Jack was the drummer, Y/n didn't care about the band. She was really drunk and the life of the party.

She happened to run into some people that just happened to not be her favorite.

They looked at her and realized she was drunk, so they took at vantage of it.

"Hey Y/n.~"

"Ew! Steph."

"Hey, let's play a quick game."

"Whishhhh gameth. I prefffffer moonopony!" Y/n slurred.

"Well I wanted to dare you."

"Bite me biiitch!"

"I dare you to talk to the crowd, you know, by going on stage and talking on one of those long things with a sphere at the end."

"A dick?"

"A microphone."

"Oooooh.... mk!"

It just happened to be the end of the show. She just walked on stage right as they were cleaning up their stuff.

"Hey Y/n, you can't go on the-"

"Heeey peoples!!" She slurred into the microphone.

"Oh god..." Jack muttered.

"What?" Wyatt asked.

"She's drunk."

"Yeah, aren't half the kids here?"

"Last time I took her to a party she found the all the wines and beers in under five minutes."

"Well who's gonna stop her?" Finn asked.

They all looked at him and smirked. Mainly because he has a massive crush on her.

~

"Hey! When I say Y/n! You say L/n-" Y/n got cut off by Finn tapping her shoulder.

"Hey, unless you have band you can't be on-"

"Sandwiches? I be not on sandwiches!"

"No you're not suppo-"

"Are tose chocolate cheeps on zur faace!"

"Do you mean-" He got cut off by her licking his cheek. A dark tint of red dusted over his cheeks.

"Whiez ur cheeks- hehe cheeks."

"What-"

"Ur cute!"

"What-" He got cut off once again by her smashing her lips against his.

"Waz *hic* ur namez??"

"We've met before, we're friends."

"Boop!" She said as she booped him, stumbling off stage.

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