One, Two, Three (The Roleplay)

He gestured to the shots before taking his and offering it to her to clink.

"You gotta be quick. Down the hatch."

 

He took his too, barely blinking as he watched her.

"You okay?"

 

(Zoop!)

About an hour and a half later, they were stumbling down the hall. One arm was over her shoulders and Ferris was laughing incredibly hard.

 

He leaned against the wall, supporting her with his other arm.

"Are you suuuurrrre?" he asked, opening the door. Three people sat inside, and Ferris lost his mind, closing the door as he gasped for breath.

 

"Oh, you're so brave," he said flatly, stumbling into their compartment. "Theee bravest girl I know."

 

"I'm not being rude!" he exclaimed, sitting back down in the chair. "I'd... I'd never be rude to you." He started laughing again. "Rude. Rude's a funny word."

 

He snorted with laughter.

"It sounds like pooed."

 

He kissed her head, slipping his arms around her waist.

"Oh my God, that's the funniest thing I've ever heard."

 

"Sure, it is," he replied, playing with her hair. "Nothing better."

 

He squinted, looking over at her.

"What're... what're you doing?"