Spider-man Drunk 소설 & 이야기

ANDREA CLUNG TO THE slightly-fuzzy feeling clouding her brain. If she were to admit she was merely exhausted instead of drunk, she'd lose her nerve. So long as she could blame these moments on alcohol, she could power through. Once they'd devoured the pizza and breadsticks, she hadn't wanted to leave. Or maybe Zain hadn't wanted to let her go. Either way, they lay in the dark watching Captain America, but she could barely focus on the much-loved movie because of the man next to her.

He stumbled on a boy who was so drunk and worn out. "Hey boss.. " The boy said, staggering on the stairs " What is this spider? I was thinking of sending you to the safehouse and here you're looking so wasted, get the fuck out!" He yelled " I'm Sorry boss, but come off it, We won it big today, we need to celebrate," Spider said as he let out a chuckle "I'll celebrate after all work is done, " he said, trying to walk away "How about we hit campus tomorrow and get some chicks for a steamy night tomorrow?" Spider asked

Piper continues to spit out gibberish. "Yeah right. Oh fuck I feel like twerking.." Alexa chuckle. "Yeah me six. Do you know mosquitoes can't breathe ?" Piper jabbers. "Yeah and they can fart too. Tiny little bitches..." Alexa adds as they high five each other. God ! being drunk is annoying. It reminds me of the day I drank cock demon and I had to call Gray hot. Yeah , literally he's hot and i even wanted us to get laid. Thank God I don't remember a thing.

I called out his name again but paused in mid when I spotted his silhouette sitting on the carpeted floor,backing a sofa,his legs sprawled on the floor,two empty bottles lying beside him and another in his limp hand. He had been drinking here for a long time and it wasn't a good sign. I gathered all my leftover courage and slowly approached him.He would never harm me but a drunken mafia man,pissed off by god knows what reason is a deadly combination and I do not want to pull the trigger first. "Stefano I have been looking for you."I slouched down before him,whose eyes were zeroed on his lap,his upper body naked giving him the perfect look of a sexy god,sweat beads glistening on his skin.I gu

I was feeling comfortable with his arm around me. "What?!" Kayden exclaims. I pull away from him and look at his face. "Avengers: Infinity wars. Thanos won. And now, Spider man is gone. And though I'm not like Seb who thinks that Spider man was great, I am sad because Tony is all alone!" I say as tears start forming in my eyes again. "That's why you're crying? I thought that you are going through post breakup trauma." Kayden says with a tired sigh.

I’m then handed a glass of Moscato by Spin, and Jonny takes the glass and sniffs it before handing it back to me. “Don’t worry, that’ll just put her to sleep”, Spin jokes. Neither Jonny nor I find it funny, since the last time I got drunk I tried to kill Spin, literally! Oddly enough, I do feel sluggish after dinner, and I’m carried off to bed by Spin in my half-asleep state.

He was so good with her, so sweet, and I was ashamed that I’d assumed it was all an act and that he was just a jerk who knew how to fool people. “Ash?” “Yeah?” “I don’t think I can handle another horror movie tonight.” “Probably not the best idea. Have you seen the newest Spider-Man movie?” “I saw it when it first came out. But it was awesome. I’d watch it again.” “You sure? We can pick another.” “No, if you want to watch it, then I’m good with that. Remember, geek here. I’m all about superheroes.” “Especially if they’re in tights?” he teased.

He seems to be drunk. I think he is a human since werewolves do not get drunk unless they drink special drinks which makes them crazy. The name of the special drink is called wolfsbane. I lay down in my bed. I am not sleepy now, so I have decided to think about the things that happened today to kill the time. When I am happy thinking about how Bruce looking at Betty, my door is opened.

he says, looking me straight in the eyes. I look at him, my expression horrified. I can’t believe that I was nearly raped last night. All I did was take a drink from some fucking cute guy. Who knew he fucking spiked it. I scrambled out of the bed, clutching the sheet around me even though I had a long sleeve shirt on. I needed to get out of here. I needed my clothes, needed to erase the last twelve hours from existence. “Don’t I get at least a thank you?!” Draven’s voice cuts through my frantic movement.

"I have no clue what you're talking about. All I know is he hit me, and he's no good." Ariana sighed. "Let me get you some first aid." … Later that night, Jacob, who Spencer had called over again, spoke with concern, "Could you stop drinking, please?" Spencer sat slumped on the couch with his eyes closed. "I'm not drinking. I just need to know—do you think I still have a chance?"