*blushes hard behind his scars*
There was an instance….in which. We were at his cousins house. I dont usually fraternize with Lieutenant after hours, but that day was his birthday. Anyways, we were there…and his cousin poured us this huge clay pitcher full of lemonade. I had no idea it was spiked with vodka.
Of course my mask was still on. I never take it off. But, for some reason I pulled the throw rug off the futon and wrapped it around my neck like a superhero… When I realized I couldn’t fly, Lieutenant spanked me. That’s when I realized I was completely drunk. Completely, and totally, drunk.