Last night, out dancing
Obnoxious drunk slut: YOU'RE AMAZING!
Blair: Ha, thanks!
Slut: YOU'RE SO FUCKING TALL!
Blair: *eyeroll* I know, right.
Slut: HOW TALL ARE YOU!?
Blair: Six five, stop yelling?
Slut: *drops down, starts rubbing up against my leg, forcing me to stop my amazing dancing*
Blair: GET THE FUCK OFF MY LEG!
Slut: *grinding her pussy on my shin*
Blair: *resisting urge to knee her baby hole*
Slut: *loses balance, legs give out, falls onto sticky dancefloor*
Blair: *bends down to help her up, spies $20 sticking out of her clutch purse. He lifts her up and pockets the note*
Slut: Thank you! You're so kind!
Blair: No problemo! See ya!
And Blair jägerbombed happily ever after. Awwww. Drinks bought with stolen money taste better than drinks bought with regular money, fact.
Jul 26th