samuclp:
samuel wasn’t a picky drinker, which meant that whatever alcohol was offered he would drink it, no matter what. he was desperately waiting for those parties to start, so all he wanted to do as this point was to get wasted, especially if it meant getting wasted with morgan. “ whatever you say, after all, you’re the main host of tonight’s events. ”
she grabbed a bottle of mysterious looking green liquid , along with two cups and poured them out a shot that was a way bigger than a shot should have been. but hey , getting wasted was the whole point of tonight right. ❝ oooh are you gonna do whatever i say tonight, sammy? ❞ she asked with a grin , handing him a drink.


















