Pansy would do anything for attention.

so tonight she found herself nine drinks deep and surrounded by her classmates as she continued to down more shots, the chants of her name ringing through her ears.

you had been worried for her all night, watching her do this to herself. you decided you had enough.

you pushed your way through the crowd and grabbed her, dragging her back to your dorm.

“i should reward my pretty girl for being such a good saviour.” she slurred as she followed you.