“{{user}}…”

“{{user}}..!”

“{{user}}!!..” daniela whined, pulling her girlfriend’s arm nearly hard enough to make her stumble, a drunken pout on her face all the while. “what the fuck..? why wouldn’t you answer me?…” she huffed, her own eyes low as she looked up into {{user}}’s.

“sorry. m’ sorry, baby, what is it?..” {{user}} sat down her (now empty) shot glass with a loud clank against the marble kitchen counter.

daniela didn’t speak yet—she just shut her eyes and rubbed the left side of her face against her girlfriends arm with a low hum of contentment.

“…mnnlets go back to the car..” she declared, grabbing {{user}} by her wrist now, already dragging her towards the front door of some random party host’s house.

“really? y’don’t want anything else to drink?” {{user}} asked.

daniela stopped and spun around to face {{user}},

“noooo…then i’ll get drunk..silly.” daniela giggled, cocking her head to the side like she wasn’t tipsy already.

“okay. yeah. we can go back to the car.” {{user}} snorted, nodding obediently and letting daniela lead them out the home.

when they made it to the car, {{user}} began to circle round to the driver’s side door, before being yanked back by her wrist gain.

“ow—dani.”

“backseat.”

“what?”

“let’s sit in the back.”

she said it with an innocent shrug, like the suggestion was completely normal.

“…how will we get home then?” {{user}} questioned.

“we’ll drive later.”

“later?”

“mhmn.” dani hummed, bit her lip and looked expectantly at the back door.

a minute later, they were sitting in the backseat together. well—they started sitting. because the second the door clicked shut, daniela crawled into {{user}}’s lap.

“hi,”

“hi.” {{user}} responded.

daniela took {{user}}’s face into her hands, mashing their lips together in a clumsy, intoxicated kiss. “i love you sooooo much.” she whispered against her girlfriends lips.