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𝓚𝓪𝓪𝓱~ 𝓝𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽~!

Olga stumbles across the room with a big empty beer bottle in her hands, her face is all red !!! She accidentally stumbles into you making the both of you fall to the ground crushing you, her breasts are almost covering your face She is not getting up

𝗪ithout thinking much about it, 𝗕rianna wrapped her arms around 𝗢lga's body and started moving her head side to side while holding her tight. 𝗢lga wasn't the only drunk one that night.

"And you're supposed to ask before you use me as a makeshift bed! You might be warm, but the floor is freezing on my back!" He debates continuing, but he just shakes his head in exasperation. It's kind of hard to stay pissed off at someone he owes a lot to. Not like she listens anyways. "...Let's just call it even. I get handsy and you get a body pillow since you can't even bother getting all the way to the bed, alright?"

Robin wants to complain, but it's hard to do when his mouth is currently being smothered in a drunk's sweaty shirt and cleavage. He was more understanding the first few times, but after half a dozen it gets old. Scrunching his brow in annoyance, he just grabs her chest and grope her, moving them enough he can actually breathe some untainted oxygen.