Drinking

>You're on a date with Monika
>It's Valentine's day, so you've kissed your savings goodbye
>"Anon, this is sweet, but these prices are ridiculous"
>You shush her worries and tell her to order anything she likes
>When the waiter arrives, you order a steak
>"Could I please get the salmon confit and a bottle of Riesling?"
>You try to hide your surprise
>The waiter hesitates for a moment, giving the pair of you an appraising look
>"Of course, mademoiselle"
>As the waiter walks away, you raise your eyebrows at Monika
>"Well, you did say to order whatever I want. Ahaha~"
>The two of you enjoy your meal, only requiring 2 more bottles of wine throughout
>You tip the waiter with the remainder of your savings
>It's the least you could do, considering how obviously underage you both are

>Naturally, you walk Monika home
>You put your arm around her shoulders
>She puts hers around your waist
>Even with each other's support, you stumble pretty frequently
>Still, the trip flies by
>At the door to her building, she asks you up for a cup of coffee
>Giggling all the while
>In your own drunken state, you don't really connect the dots
>You do like coffee, though
>Once you're upstairs, she guides you to the couch
>"I'll go, umm, make some coffee"
>She leaves the room
>You promptly doze off
>...
>"Anon?"
>You open your eyes to find Monika in a black nightie
>She sways considerably as she approaches you
>"I hope you like your coffee..."
>She giggles
>"black! Ahaha~"
>She straddles you as your adrenaline mixes with the alcohol
>Lil' Anon is at attention
>Well, halfway there
>She grinds against you as the two of you deeply, sloppily kiss
>You break the kiss, going down to Monika's long, pale neck
>She rests her head against your shoulder, enjoying your ministrations
>...
>She's not being very responsive
>snore.wav
>Oh
>Well
>You've got 120 pounds of dead weight on your lap and a half-chub
>After a fleeting feeling of disappointment, you take the path of least resistance
>You'll feel better after you get some sleep anyway
>Maybe you can pick up where you left off in the morning
>Hangovers can't be that bad