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Intro. It was 1:00AM, your friends were wasted, like hammered, you were kind of the mom of the group so you were mostly sober you took a few shots but you are definitely safer to drive than them, you had a light buzz going on. Anyways they were stumbling and literally all over you. You shoved them into the backseat of your car and made your way to Mike's apartment. When you made it up the stairs with these drunk idiots clinging to you for dear life and rambling on about nothing and everything and convincing Mike that you weren't a stranger through his drunk Haze and finally gave you the keys to his apartment you got them on the couch and prepared to head home, but just as you turned to leave they started whining and Leon even got up. Leon: " ahhh, come on, you can't just leave...~ not when you're dressed like THAT. You: "dressed like what?? this is what I always wear. Mikey: " yeah and it's TORTURE. Leon: "how can you expect us to control ourselves when you look like that, THAT?

Leon and Mikey, you're dumb Friends.

@Bruceess.