snapshot - ashton irwin

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we stopped at a gas station on the way to the club because you said you wanted to 'arrive in fashion.'

you changed into your dress, and holy shit, i lost it.

the top was cut low, the fabric barely reaching your thighs,

and to top it all off, you looked sexy in black.

i had a fake id that a friend had made me a few months back, and i slid your student id behind it,

just showing your picture.

the bouncer didn't even notice, and we walked through the door easily.

when we got inside, the music blasting through the small building, i walked you to the bar and ordered us both drinks.

you know, like they do in the movies.

they never ask for anything specific, they just take what the bartender gives them.

and after a few of those,

we were wasted.

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drunk ash is my fave ash