>its a cold saturday night and I am just chillaxing with fang in my shitty little apartment in skin row.
>We talk about the usual and events that transpired over the week
>but soon enough we get bored of that and Fang pulls over her backpack, which she bought for some reason.
>"How about we make this night a little more interesting."
>"Okay..."
>She reaches into the bag with both arms and pulls out
>two beers, one for her and one for me.
> she tosses me one of the beer cans and I only barely catch it.
>As I am about to open my first beer fang is already chugging hers down rather quickly.
>I open my can of beer and start chugging.
>Looking back to fang she's already down another can
>"Are you a slow drinker anon, you haven't even downed your first can."
>She laughs as she grabs another can of beer out of the bag
>Alright two can play at this game.
>I chug my first beer down and go to grab another one.
>but as I do.
>*SMACK!*
>My hand is swiped away by fang.
>"Mine...."
>"Fang what...."
>I go to grab another beer from the bag again but again...
>*SMACK!*
>"Oh c'mon Fang lemme have another beer."
>"M-mine!..."
>I am starting to notice she is sluring her words a little.
>and also the fact she's down FUCKING NINE BEER CANS ALREADY?
>"Fang maybe you should lay of-"
>"Fug off!"
>She grabs another beer and chugs it down.
>her hand then reaches back in again but pulls not nothing
>Outta beers I guess.
>"Fug I need more, MORE!"
>"There's no more beers fang you drank it all!"
>she scoffs "Sure there is your-r just hid in it...."
>"fuckin skinnie...." she crawls over to me
>"Uh Fang.."
>Oh boy she's straddling my lap now.
>"I know you got more beers skinnie... GIMMIE!"
>"Fang there are no be-"
>Before I can react our mouths meddle together.
>her tongue reaching around inside my mouth.
>I want to push her off but this is kinda hot not gonna lie.
>So I just sit there and let her do her thing.