oh i loved your soundgarden story! do you mind writing another one focus on chris? what about if he got really drunk so his girlfriend is dragging him out of the club, then big raw happens and then some consolation and little tiny bit of making out on the ride home in friends car?
Requested by: anon
“Come on, Chris!” I yell, pulling on my boyfriend’s arm. I’ve been trying to get him out of this damn club for the past 20 minutes, with no success.
He sniggers, “You’re so funny, babe.”
I love him, but he can be so annoying when he’s drunk. It’s like he’s a child again. “Chris don’t be so annoying. Just come home with me.”
The guys he’s with start laughing at my attempts to get Chris out of there. The fact that they’re just as drunk doesn’t help the situation.
Suddenly Chris shifts all his body weight on me. I can barely hold him, but then I fell a pair of hands helping me. Chris’ head snaps up with an angry expression. “Get your hands off of my girl, man.”