"𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐔𝐃𝐄, 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖,"
meet clementine adair - a 20 year old simmer who just can't stop competing with those damn dreamsmp members. when she finds out one is her downsta...
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𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓. when the, can i mention super fucking hot, bartender comes around, schlatt grabs a bud light while i start off the night right with a line of shots. i take a few, and don't feel the effects kick in. i grab schlatts hand and bring him out to the dancefloor. some random songs play, and then i hear wap. tiktok trained me for this.
as soon as i hear, "when i ride the dick, i'ma spell my name," i clear the floor. being a regular has its 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐬. maybe it was the liquid courage, maybe it was the three years of gymnastics in highschool, 𝗺𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 it was just luck, but i pulled it off. but, i did flash my panties to all of the bar. they were a normal lacy kind, and i had luckily shaved miss keisha, my, um, lady bits. so it wasn't that bad. but holy fuck it felt good to have men stare at me. i'm still in a bandaged cast, i stayed off my hand the best that i could, but schlatt helped me up out of my split. i wave my hand, and with a flick of my hair i'm off the dancefloor.
"nice dance," the bartender growls lightly. miss keisha must be going for a swim as i order another line of shots. then another, and then one more for good measure. i'm wasted out of my mind. schlatt took one or two, but he's still pretty sober. maybe me running on no food made me worse, or it may have been the fact that i'm a 100-pound 5"2' person, but i was fucking gone
"so, i was just sitting there, and this girl breaks my fucking window?" schlatt yells across the bar, but i cant really make out what he says after, so i give a thumbs up and a tired smile. i hear the bartender come over again.
"hey, my names brian, and you are?" smiling politely down at my drunken body.
"hiii! my names clementine, but everyone calls me lemontine," i finally make out, after a while of thinking.
"that's cute name lemontine," he laughs and makes miss keisha die, this man is so hot it's annoying, "oh shit, my shifts over, do you want help out?"
"yes pleasee," i smile and giggle as he lifts me up. i see schlatt talking to other people so i yell to get his attention, "schlattttt," i draw out my ts and get his attention. i wink and then fall asleep in brian's arms.
"okay honey, let's get you home," brian says as he grabs my phone out of my hand and checks my life360 app for my house. seeing as i'm the only one who lives in new york, it's obvious which ones mine. brian hails a cab, sets me in before climbing in after me.
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okay poll, so i need practice on smut (bc who doesn't) but schlatt isn't comfortable with smut so i'm NOT doing it with him, should the next chapter b smut? if u wanna stay anonymous pm me or smn, it doesn't have to be, but i have non-smut and smut written.
