99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer.

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Who: Nicoleta and Alfred
When: February 23RD
Where: Keller's Pub at Vichy Plaza; VIP room---KEGGER TIME
What: There's a new pub in town and they say this place serves some pretty damn good beer.

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I AM SO SORRY I TOTALLY BAILED ON THIS. LET'S DO THIS /SHADES

[waitforsuperman]

Alfred had to say that he was impressed. VIP room alone was pretty sweet and her ability to assemble a bunch of his friends. Then again, she probably went up to them and said 'Hey you, wanna get drunk?' which wasn't exactly the most amazing feat of charm but he'd still give her props.

The only reason Alfred drunk with the rest of his friends was because he had a plan. A plan that would involve Nico and revenge. Smiling as she bumped into him, Alfred nodded, lifting his own beer and slipping an arm around her shoulders.

"Not quite~" He said back over the getting-louder conversation, "I'll let y'all know when I am. There might be some random karaoke, we'll see though! And leave 'em be! They're all hyped up on gettin' on the team, nothin' else!

IT'S ALL COOL MAN. WE CAN DO THIS LIKE A BOSS

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Nicoleta snorted at Alfred's good humor because she really was having a good time. "Yeah you'll probably tell me with your pants on your head, Jones. Last time you looked ready to bite a chunk off of my counter." After that image crept back into her head, she started guffawing with a beer bottle in her hand. "You were real cute, you know Jones? Real fucking cute."

The woman shook with mirth again as she downed the contents of the bottle. After a satisfying sigh, she resumed, "Bet you can't beat me though. I don't get drunk that easily." And to top that off, she had a rather confident looking smirk as well.

FUCK I TOTALLY THOUGHT I REPLIED TO THIS. I AM THE WORST ;A;

[waitforsuperman]

"Well last time I had something to drink about..." Alfred mumbled a little sourly, still not proud of that night or what it did to his bike, which was basically the whole reason he was trying this stupid plan in the first place. "And besides, that was hardcore shots, not beer... But this Belgian stuff is a lot... stronger than what I'm used to."

At the idea of a challenge, Alfred couldn't help but smirk a little. Nico was making this easier than it needed to be. "A drinking contest? Between you and me?" He shook his head. "I've got a little more meat on me Nico, there's no way you could beat me."

IT'S OKIE BBY IT'S OKIE.

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"Well you asked for it." Nicoleta quipped with a little wrinkle of her nose and a gleam in her eye. "Those Bastards really knocked you out." She stared at the a fresh bottle in front of her and quietly admitted to herself that it was pretty strong. However, being the woman that she is, Nicoleta did not admit it.

"Yeah so? That's the fun part." Excitedly, she shifted from her seat to face Alfred as she held the bottle up, "Hehe Jones don't take me for a sucker either. First one who gets drunk will be in the mercy of the sober. Yeah?"

AGAIN. I SHOW HOW TERRIBLE I AM.

[waitforsuperman]

Not one to back down from a challenge, Alfred was quick to tap his bottle to hers. "It's on." He said, grinning before throwing the beer back, chugging like an old-pro before slamming it back down on the bar. "You are going to running around with boxers on your head and a goddamn American-flag cape by the end of the hour!"

Despite Alfred's bold words and cocksure attitude, he was down by the fifth beer, half curled over the bar and he shook his head, staring at the sixth bottle daring him to drink it. He felt sick and when he reached for the last bottle, his hands shook slightly and he squinted as three more bottles seemed to appear out of the single one.

Oh yeah, he was gone.

that icon oh god.

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Nicoleta sputtered a laugh before giving him a condescending eye. "Not a chance, Jones. You're worshiping me in a toga and that's final."

Following the suit, the woman downed as many bottles as she could. Bottle after bottle, she aligned closely with Alfred. Like the American, she was becoming a little... tipsy, if that's the word. No no, very tipsy made more sense. Apparently, she forgot that she drank a little too much before the competition.

All the noise just began to drown out in a bottle of liquor. The last clear image she really saw were the people smiling and laughing at her direction. "Jooness." She drawled as she turned her head to look at his face. "E-Ey are you fucking drunk yet? I'm not. Ha-haaa!"

YOU LOVE IT, and it loves ~joo~

[waitforsuperman]

Slumping against her, forehead against her shoulder, laughing and wavering his hands quickly coming up to grab her arms, trying to steady himself. "I am so-sho not drunk right now- you're the fuckin' drunk one."

It took a good second for the American to heave back into a half-slumped sitting position, grinning crookedly at her. "I think I woooooon~"

It took even more time for Alfred to lean forward and hover lips heavy with alcohol near her ear. "But letsh take thish to my place, hm~? We can keep drinking there and shtuff."

IT'S NOT UNREQUITED LOVE. YAY

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She snorted as she poked Alfred's nose jeeringly. "Nuuu. You're the drunk one, dammit. Fuuuucking drunk." She laughed as she continued to tap his nose with her finger.

When he leaned back, she looked at him and batted her eyelashes as she purred, "If you did theenn Mr. Morrison would've--" She hiccuped, "Would've fucked your ass with some... of that. Where things go in..."

Overwhelmed and amused by her comment, she shook with mirth, indicating her severe levels of... alcohol intoxication. Immediately, she cupped his face and then murmured, "Let's fucking do it. I'll driiiiiiiiive you there because..." The woman retracted her hands and then folded her arms underneath her breasts before speaking in a pragmatic chime, "I know where you live~"

[waitforsuperman]

"Nah, we gotta get there aliveeeee." Alfred said, standing up and picking up Nico (more just wrapping an arm around her waist and dragging her up) before saluting to the other boys on the football team, starting to drag her to the door.

Getting outside, he hailed a taxi, stumbling and giggling, nearly collapsing on top of her, snorting with laughter. "Y-You couldn't drive a-a fuckin' goat- waaaaay gone."

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Nicoleta chuckled and snorted during her little drunken saunter with Afred. Before she knew it, she was lying on seats and nearly had Alfred sit on top of her. The woman scooted over to the side after receiving a stare from the driver. "Fucker." She pointed at Alfred menacingly as if she was a lawyer, "Goats are... contagious because of their whiskers. Don't you forgeeet that." Her expression was so grim that even the hiccup did not sway her countenance.

After giving up looking at her partner, she shrugged and then sang, "It's a-time to... wear our seatbelts or elsee~"

The snap of the seatbelt apparently irked the driver, who snapped, "Aight tell me where you two want to go. Hurry up I got a life to live."

She nudged Alfred. "I think that pickle-sniffer is talking to you, bro."

/I THINK WE CAN CALL THIS ONE FINISHED? Unless you have anything to add~?

[waitforsuperman]

Alfred was more than happy to tell the guy where he lived and hand over some early form of payment before he was slumped against the smaller woman. While he hadn't fit in her lap, Nico fit rather nicely in Alfred's.

Which meant he got to rest his chin on her shoulder and the tiny conniving part in the back of his mind registered the position he was in and he smiled to himself, nose brushing the back of her ear, arms tight around her middle.

Now if that conniving part was running without the impeding influence of alcohol, the night might've ended differently. Alfred still would've taken Nico upstairs to his apartment, still would've brought her to his room and still would've stripped down to his jeans.

However, this is where the alcohol played its part and when he fell into bed with the girl, it was only to curl up around her, shifting to accommodate the not-normally-so-small bedmate, nearly falling asleep within the minute.

Oh well. Someone couldn't be scheming all the time.