>>1596547"Again?" Makoto sighed.
"Hehehe... boooobie! *HIC!*" Yoko's speech was slurred and her breath smelled strongly of cheap foreign beer.
"How much did you drink?" Makoto asked, looking at her childhood friend with a fatigued, yet patient expression.
"YOU'RE not wearing a BRAA! hehehee." Yoko ignored, or perhaps didn't hear the questions, and continued to fondle Makoto's breast from under her shirt.
"What am I going to do with you Yoko?" Makoto did nothing to stop her best friend's continued groping. She long ago had gotten used to how handsy Yoko gets when she's drunk.
"SQWUISSH!! Squuuuuuisshhy!"
"You can't drive home like this you know?" Makoto said sternly, hoping there was enough of her friend left underneath the bubbles to listen.
"I KNOW! That's why I'm gunna *HIC* STaY HERE!"
"Nice of you to invite yourself. Do you even have anything to wear? Or your toothbrush?"
"NOOOPE! I've got... EVVVVrything I right need riiiiiight.... HERE!" Yoko punctuated her sentence with a well-timed grope."
"Why don't you take a shower? Drink a bottle of water. I'll sleep on the futon, you can have the bed."
"Can I SEE them?" Still in the process of asking, Yoko clumsily tries to manipulate Makoto out of her shirt.
"Only if you promise to stop drinking this much..." Makoto knew she'd never stop asking and caved. Hoping the agreement would be honored, but knowing better.
As the shirt slides off of Makoto's shoulders Yoko cheers at the sight. "They're SOOO Big!! They're stupid big Makoto! *HIC*" The fondling resumes in full force with redoubled enthusiasm.
"C'mon.. let's just get you to bed." As Makoto supported Yoko into the bedroom her friend's expression darkened. In an instant the playful slurred and obviously inebriated speech patterns turned plaintiff and fearful.
"Please don't leave me... I don't want to be alone..."
"Yoko..."
"Stay with me..." Yoko squeaked.
"Alright, I will."
"I love you..."
"I love you too."
