You were sitting in Mark’s gaming area, pulling up minecraft and hearing the voices of Wade and Bob. Mark had his drink next to him as did you. Yet another weird creation of a bunch of drinks that Mark threw together to get you guys drunk faster. He watched you take your first sip and shiver as it went down your throat, a burning and uncomfortable feeling stinging inside you. “That tastes like absolute shit,” You groan.
You hear the other boys laugh at you. You weren’t exactly a big drinker but did it sometimes for fun. This was one of those times. Joining the boys for Drunk Minecraft. What a great idea. You knew that both you and Mark were gonna be hungover as hell the next day.
Mark started recording, while doing his intro you heard a loud groan from Wade, “I drank too much.”
Mark then jokingly fussed at him for being dumb and then introduced Bob and Wade first into the intro of his video. “And lastly, my girlfriend agreed to do this with us too. Say hey, (Y/n)!”
“Hello people,” you said quietly. You weren’t a gamer and you didn’t do videos like Mark. So you were a little scared about getting judged on the whole content stuff. You took another drink and it felt as bad as the first sip.
“Fuck Mark, what did you put in here?” You groaned. All the while hearing the boys laugh at you yet again for not being use to drinks. But it wasn’t that you didn’t normally drink it was that the drink stung your throat like crazy. You felt your throat burning yet again, almost like a mint burn that you didn’t mind it was just different.
You and the boys loaded up minecraft and as normal Mark had started messing with Zombie and Latin. “You know as a girl, I understand why Latin wants to attack you mark,” you tease and giggle.
“I’ve done nothing wrong!“
You laugh at the screeching Mark, taking more sips of your drink that you were slowly getting use to. You continued playing the game, messing with Mark and Wade and Bob like normal. You felt your head starting to buzz and you felt yourself starting to slur, not bad, but enough to realize you were getting drunk.
"Hey Zombie, can you kill Wade, hes being a dumb loser again,” you heard Mark say in a laughing tone.
Wade complained and started running from the strikes of Zombie. You laughed and quietly spoke up, “I hope Latin strikes you down,” you tease.
“That’s so mean why would you hope that,” Mark asked, getting sad in a joke way. You laughed again and then heard Latin coming around. You followed her in the game and watched as she went to find mark and destroy a tiny hut he had built himself.
“Girls stick together mark,” you laugh at him. You giggled at his struggle and his constant deaths.
You and the boys spent a good 2 hours playing and laughing, you weren’t exactly drunk, just tipsy and knowing you were going to have a headache tomorrow. You walked to bed with Mark and crashed, after telling the boys goodbye.
You groaned and laid there and then felt Mark pulling you close before kissing your head. “Sleep well,” he slurred before kissing you with his alcohol tasting lips and falling asleep with you in his arms.