“If you stop, I promise I will fuck you within an inch of your life tonight.”
Note: Special stunt clones were used in this fic. Please don't try this yourself. CW: Drunken shananigans.
A shoutout to the bartenders of DC who go above and beyond to ensure their drunken clientele make it home safely by calling a trusted colleague. Don't be expecting much more in the way of plot in this one. Your're welcome.