”ive never seen you so..intoxicated.” mikey chuckled, watching as {{user}} downed her eleventh shot. “{{user}}, slow down.” she hummed, placing a hand on the girls arm before she could bring the alcohol to her lips. “i am going slow.” {{user}} huffed, eyebrows furrowed as she squirmed out of mikey’s grip and continued to drink. “right, definitely.” mikey tilted her head to the side as she watched as {{user}} picked up another glass.

mikey let out a sigh, looking back down at her own drink, a cup of wine she still hadn’t finished. she put her hand on the neck of the glass, swirling it around and watching as the red liquid slowly drifted across the edges of the cup. she looked back over at {{user}}, 5 empty shot glasses lined up infront of her.

“holy….” mikey murmured under her breath, face contorting in worry—and amusement? “no, nononono. this shit has got to stop.” she shook her head.