Get Drunk and Be Happy
You sat on a stool, your head on the bar. Clint took a seat next to you which was a big mistake. You raised your shot and picked out the ice cubes and threw it at him. You missed some, since you were wasted, but Clint dodged it.
"Bruuuuuhhh," you slurred, slamming the shot glass down and taking off your stilletto. "Youuu cannnt get enough of my foot." You shoved the heels at him.
"Haha, you are so drunk." Clint commented, giving you your stilletto gently. You took it from him and pierced your shot glass, earning the attention of Tony. His eyes switched between the broken shot glass and you. You waved at him.
"Heeyyy Tony! I am Baymax, your personal NICK FURY'S ASS!" You shrieked. Clint shook his head as the party went on. He slapped his hand on your back.
"Not bad for an 18 year old who had 7 shots and still up." He remarked and left you. You groaned and face-tabled again.
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"OH MY GOD CIEL FASTER!" You yelled from your bedroom door. Tony shook his head while Steve had pink dusted on his cheeks.
"Let's check her out." Natasha suggested.
"Nah, maybe she's just humping her anime pillow." It was followed by your moan. You have been doing this for a long time now. "Maybe. Let's go."
They opened your bedroom door to see you staring at a snail who somehow got past. Your dog, Ciel, stood by silently. You have mistaken the snail for Ciel. Why did you moan? You had a box fall on you.
"Faaaaster bitch." You slurred again, finally passing out. The three of the Avengers shook their heads and closed the door, knowing you'll have a very bad hangover the next day.
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"WHO THE FUCK PUT A USED SANITARY NAPKIN IN MY COFFEE YOU BITCHES NIGGA NIPPLE SUCKING FAGGOTS!!!"