All my friends are wasted jarc f97od11/18/2023 Not in the best shape? Why no one refused Jemma Simmons! She lurched violently to one side as she turned to look at what he was pointing at. "As much as I like this I don't think you're in the best shape t - Jemma what are those on the floor?" he asked as he peeled himself away from her slightly and pointed. "Do not," she mumbled while pressing sloppy kisses against his neck. "Ugh, Jemma, you smell like vodka," he complained, but kissed her forehead anyway and allowed her to keep cuddling. Jemma quickly wound her hands around his neck and went in for a kiss, but Fitz screwed his nose and turned his face away. She tripped as she got closer and he caught her fall. "Fitz!" she called excitedly, dropping the bundle of flags onto the floor and stumbling towards him. Evidently he had waited up, which made her heart swell. Careening through the door as it slammed behind her she realised the light was still on in the lounge and Fitz was crossing the room towards her. She smiled and fumbled with the keys, cursing when she dropped them once then twice. Yes, there was the hole in the door Fitz had made with his foot one night, both pressed up against it and eager to get into her room. She ran her hands along the door frames until arriving at what looked like 318 to her. The girls sniggered as Daisy lurched through her doorway and Jemma stumbled off down the corridor towards her room.ģ06, 308, 310. "It's 3am, shut the fuck up!" someone shouted from a nearby room. "Goodnight, Daisy!" Jemma cried as they shared an awkward hug, their bounty still in Jemma's arms. The girls stumbled down the hall, still singing, Daisy's room the first stop. "All my friends are wasted!" Jemma started singing again and Daisy joined in as they made their way into the building and up the stairs. Jemma smiled back and completely missed Daisy's hand, resulting in squeals of laughter as she tried again and nailed it on the second attempt. Some time later, the course well behind them and their dorm in sight, they stopped for a break, both panting heavily.ĭaisy broke into a lopsided grin and held up her palm for a high five. "Oh shit," Jemma giggled as the girls took off across the lawn. Jemma grinned and started after Daisy, grabbing every flag she could.ĭaisy soon skidded to a halt and Jemma ran straight into the back of her, laughing wildly.Ī small ATV was parked up ahead as volunteers laid out flags. Who could resist a challenge like that? Certainly not when one was so competitive. Somewhere during their rendition of "I took a pill in Ibiza" they'd managed to walk right into the middle of the fun run course scheduled for that morning around the campus grounds.ĭaisy grabbed a marker flag and waved it. They laughed and switched songs, voices like cut cats but somehow weirdly in sync as they cycled through all the latest hits. "And I hate this club," Jemma sang before they joined together with "man I drink too much!" "All my friends are wasted!" Daisy belted out. The pair tottered out to the footpath, well and truly wasted.ĭaisy grabbed her hand and burst into song as they wandered in the direction of their dorm. Hours passed by filled with dancing, more drinks, including shots at one point, and only ended when they'd been kicked out at closing time. They'd currently commandeered the pool table, challenging all comers to place their bets, and before too long the girls had amassed enough bills to secure their drinks for the rest of the evening. The bar, Emancipation, was close to the college and it was a fun Friday night crowd. Now she was here though and deep into her third drink she was having a great time. She'd never felt for anyone what she felt for Fitz. They'd been dating for just under a year but Jemma knew it was serious. Jemma hadn't been particularly keen on going out without Fitz, but Daisy was adamant she needed a girls only night and he had been so supportive.
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