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Andrew had just honestly had a quiet night with Jessica, even if he hadn’t told her anything. Although he had felt guilty about it because of the kiss with Lizzie. But still he hadn’t told his girlfriend about it, and that was why he felt guilty. He knew that he should have but he couldn’t at least not yet. “Hey.” Yes, it felt a little bit awkward to himself, he could actually use a drink himself but he was driving. So no drinking for him. He chuckled a little bit at her comment, shaking his head, Andrew glanced over at her. “I’ll still carry you. There is fresh snow on the ground. And believe me, you don’t have a fat ass. Its actually rather nice.” He stated that last part in a low tone, he could look but not touch although they had already kissed but still it wasn’t going to happen again. Although there was apart of him that wish that it would but he shook that off. Putting the slippers on her feet, he smiled looking over up at her. “Come on, ready to go?” He questioned, raising a brow slightly. “Like I said, I’ll carry you.” Shifting slightly as he looked down a little bit. He was nervous. Why the hell was he nervous? The only other person that could make him feel like this had been Jessica, and yet here he was with another woman, that he had kissed before that was making him feel like that. But he had to be faithful and of course after this, he would tell Jessica well everything. She deserved to know the truth, especially since he had left in the middle of the night to come and save Lizzie from the bar.

The alcohol erased any awkwardness she might have felt. Not that Lizzie thought there'd have been much on her end considering it was a kiss. A kiss that she'd enjoyed and she'd liked talking to Andrew so it's not like she'd have had much reason to be awkward. Except for maybe the part where she hadn't really seen him since. She smiled bright, "So they're to keep my feet warm? That's like the nicest thing." She laughed, not even resisting urge to wiggle her butt at his comment. "Ready! I could not leave this place fast enough. I'm pretty sure the shoenappers taken my shoe to the toilets. Like not the best first date, yeah? Hope he bought it a drink first, at least." She joked, rambling in the way she always did when she was drunk and/or high. "Oh right. You're really going to?" Lizzie smiled again, tilting her head and giving him a playful suggestive look. "How would you like me?"

Lizzie had just wanted to do something, get out of the house for a while and be around people. That plan might have worked better if she'd remembered how annoying drunk people were. That just ended up with her getting drunk faster after she'd arrived at Danny's. It was a regular spot for her, she liked going there to flirt with randoms and feel better about herself. Plus it was easy to get free drinks there depending on how low cut her shirt was and whether she could be bothered to smile much. Tonight she'd managed to get a number of free drinks from a lot of dumb guys and eventually the night had just blurred together. The way she liked it. She was drunk and high when she sent out the texts, honestly unable to recall someone taking off her shoes except she sort of had a hazy image of the guy floating around in her head. The thought of what he planned to do with them made her shudder as she looked down at her phone, ignoring the guy to her right as she tapped the screen. Andrew would be there soon and if she weren't drunk she might have been wondering about how to act or something ridiculous like that. As it was she didn't realize he was there until he was right there. "Hey you!" She smiled, nearly slipping off the stool. "Um.. okay? I.. that was thoughtful? Now you won't have to carry my fat ass." She laughed.