आप sat at the bar,debating on weather to get drunk या not.You didn't want to because आप were the sexual type of drunk,but the bossy colonel घोड़ा is what drove आप there in the first place.You hated being bossed around,even he knew that."screw it,"you muttered to yourself and ordered a beer.
After seven beers आप were completely smashed.You were already trying to climb all over the male waiter that served you.You were giggling at the waiter stumble around when the very person that drove आप to drink sat अगला to you,Roy Mustang.You smirked and crawled over to him to rest your head on his...