#mancevent

Bridgette had been back and forth about attending the event until a few hours before hand, quickly throwing together a costume that felt more like lingerie and calling it Wonder Woman. As soon as she made it inside she made a beeline for the bar, ordering and downing several shots until she felt the alcohol starting to kick in. “Hey!” She called out to a familiar face as she threw back another shot, “Come here! Do one with me!” She leaned over and called for the bartender to order another round. 

Will couldn’t even remember how he’d ended up on a couch, next to someone as the other told him a story. Was it a story? Was it a question? He’d zoned out so much in the past 5 seconds that he really couldn’t remember a single word of what had been said. What he had done was nod his head as the other spoke, everything going over it. “Yeah... that’s such a cool story!” His words were slurred already. as he brought his glass to his lips, shooting them a grin, hoping that it wasn’t obvious how trashed he really was. His glass wasn’t even half empty, yet another detail that had conveniently been forgotten as he spoke again, “Fancy a round of shots?” @mancstart​