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Wasted

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    "It'll be fun," Bianca had insisted, pulling Piers through the parking lot of the perculiar building. The sketchy, unkept appearance made the place look sleazy, and he knew one thing about Bianca, which was her easy appeal to anything and anyone. He went with her out of precautions-for her safety, and the place just made his skin crawl. "I promise, it's just a few drinks." He'd never seen Bianca drink before, and wasn't sure she could handle anymore liquor than he could.
    Piers never drank, well, except the day he first turned twenty-one, and that had been a special celebration  between he and his friends. He'd taken just a few drinks before the haze of alcohol ruined his mind. He didn't remember much from that night, though he did get to see the great film of himself making a fool of himself after taking a serious fall over the stair banister of his friend's two-floored home. Despite the heavy hit to his head, Piers was fine. "Alright, but I'd rather not drink." He huffed out as he reached out to hold the door for his girlfriend. She crossed her arms over chest, causing the neon camisole to droop low over her clevage, which Piers adverted his gaze from quickly. He really wasn't used to the whole dating thing.
    "Don't have a pole up your ass, have fun."
    His head shook in dismay. What was so fun about drinking anyway? "I didn't realize you wanted to get me wasted so badly."
    She giggled, swatting playfully at his plaid overshirt that lie smoothly overtop the olive green tee. She'd bought it for him, saying that he needed more 'flavor' in my wardrobe, whatever that meant. He played along cooly, entering the bar at her side with everyone else too busy to notice them. She was quick to drag him along to the bar; She seemed to know the place like the back of her hand.
    "I didn't know you drank either." Piers said casually to strike up further conversation with her. They had such great conversations at her house, talking about work, their crazy war stories, and all the cool stuff they had experienced. It just clicked between the two soldiers. "You certainly don't look like much of one."
    Bianca rested a hand on Piers's knee comfortingly as she smiled brightly. 'Laura and I go out sometimes, and I just like to have a few drinks here and there." She explained. "It's just something fun, you know. It's always pretty fun hanging out with her-she's not so bad when she's not worried about work." Laura, that was Bianca's boss, she was a rather pretty face, but not one Piers remembered by her looks. Laura was an infected, she'd been bonded with the t-virus, and had become quite the sarcastic bitch whenever they had met.
    "Speaking of work-"
    "I don't want to hear about work," She interjected, ordering a drink by gesturing her hand to the bartender. "I came here with you, because I wanted to have fun, right? You have to be more fun than Laura, right?" He shrugged, not the answer she was quite expecting.
    "I'll take a soda-I'm getting you home sober, thanks."
    "Don't be so sure."
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    It was her vice-a guilty pleasure for Bianca to carry the small container of white powder in her purse. As a mercenary, she could make her targets dislusional, or even unconcious with just the certain amount of the undetectable powder by taking just a pinch or two and allowing it to fizz out into the victim's drink. Tonight, Piers was playing victim. She unscrewed the lid of the bottle as he sat reviewing his phone screen for texts from the BSAA. He was occupied, and it was the time to strike.
    "Can I have my soda, or is that not enough fun for you?" Piers joked, and Bianca smiled to herself. Oh, it was great fun to her. She couldn't imagine anything more comical than to see the young male stumble, unable to control his actions.
    "Yeah, yeah." She retorted over her shoulder as her hand tilted the bottle as to allow the perfect amount of the drug to flow into the soda. It went in silently, not making a fizz nor bubble as it began to dissolve into the cola. it was invisible now, and her plan was in play. "Happy now, geesh."
    The drink was placed beside him, which aroused his suspicion as he gazed down into the liquid curiously, wafting in the masked scent of the powder. Odorless, and thank god for that. He was like a guard dog that was always on alert. All work, and no play.
    "Yes, I am very happy." He said, giving her that wry smile that she found so cute. It was then that she raised her arm, glass held tight in her hand as she offered him to clink glasses. Piers agreed, clinking them together unknowingly.  
    "Cheers."
    His first sip seemed endless to the straing girl as her eyes peered down over the edge of the glass, taking swift gulps of her liqour without being able to stop, or else be caught with an evil grin. Within seconds, it seemed that half the beverage was gone.
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    "So, how about that drink?" He heard Bianca say, giggling to herself as the male shook his head as to shake off the horrible wooziness. He reached out a hand, lifting his drink from the table. It all felt weird now-uncontrollably weird, yet he felt good. Looser.
   "No-no thanks."
     His vision was nothing more than a swirling haze, but he could see her clearly. She stood before him, giggling as she took the soda from his hands quickly. He felt oddly thirsty, dizzy, and sick. He didn't remember injesting any alcohol, but the affects were all there!
    "Maybe you shouldn't drink that anymore." Bianca said, sliding the glass away with a broad grin. "Anymore of that stuff, and you'd be unconcious." Piers lifted his head, feeling as if he were falling out of his chair. The feeling of only the air around him as if he could fly. "Damn, you really don't look so good."
    He managed to stand, grasping the chair for support before feeling top-heavy. "Gah!' He cried, feeling the floor hit his chest. How had that happened? Had he fallen so easily? "What the..hell-is going..on?" He stammered with the wind knocked out of him.  
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    It was all glitches of memory after that-things Piers wasn't particurally proud of. He remembered the bar, and how hard he'd fallen off of it with everyone below laughing and pointing. No sweat, he'd thought, instantly standing to take a swig of Bianca's beer before taking her hand to dance.
    He became an idiot! Acting as if partying was all he had to go on with his shouts leading the crowd on in cheering and roaring with the moment. It was the impulse he liked, and how he could thrive on such a rush with just a hint of...whatever the hell  had drugged him with! Stumbling, falling, laughing like an idiot-dropping his top-secret phone and taking pics of his new 'friends', which he was positive got sent directly to Chris's phone. Hell' he'd sent the director a text implying that he should be captain of the BSAA, and that they would be lost without him. Piers didn't know whether to be embarrassed, or horrified by his actions in the night before.
    The last thing he remembered, was taking a final swig of the soda Bianca had shoved aside on the bar, a cola that had gone flat, but was still good to drink. It was bitter now, and he was able to ignore that...well, until he took a sudden drop to the dancefloor, face first with the crowd giddy.
    "Ugh, was I really that stupid?" He asked, rubbing his temple in pain with Bianca giggling, allowing his head to rest across her lap. "Can you get me some aspirin?"
    The smiling girl nodded with her blonde hair falling gently over his face as she gazed down over him. "Sure thing, babe." Her hand reached into her black bag, fishing aound in the center pocket just as a conatiner of white powder rolled out into view. Piers noticed it quickly, grabbing it with his eyes wide.
    "Wait-It was..you?"
What if Piers was drugged? :D
I just decided to type up something random, and this is what I got. Enjoy. XD If you have any ideas for a collaboration, then please, let me know! I would gladly love to work with you!^^

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this is awesome xD sis here :heart: :giggle: