Something I writefagged for a previous thread.
>Merida carries you out of the pub.
>she has lost one her shoes. A combat boot.
>All of you hurts. You're pretty sure something has ruptured internally.
>Merida has a line of blood coming out of the corner of her mouth like a John Wayne movie
>She props you up against a wall, which you immediately slump down.
>Merida removes her flannel shirt, haphazardly folds it up and places it behind your head.
>At this point you realize she has a tampon stuck in her right nostril to stop some bleeding.
>As opposed to removing it by pulling the string or some other sane mannert, she pinches off her left nostril and shoots it out like a snot rocket.
>She kneels down and pulls out a pocket size bottle of Buckfast that's a third full. Which is impressive since she is wearing cut off jean shorts and you have been staring at her ass all night.
>She downs the remainder finishing with a loud "ahh".
>"Listen here you cutie, Mama Bear needs to get her other shoe. Then we'll go to hospital and maybe McDonald's breakfast?" She asks and declares simultaneously.
>She cups your cheeks in her hands and kisses you deeply. The taste of syrupy thick liquor tinged with blood floods your pallet.
>Still cupping you face she gives you an Eskimo kiss and promptly stands up only to wobble in place.
>"Whoa fuck! Maybe had one too many." she remarks.
