آپ sat at the bar,debating on weather to get drunk یا not.You didn't want to because آپ were the sexual type of drunk,but the bossy colonel مستونگ, mustang is what drove آپ 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 آپ 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 آپ to drink sat اگلے to you,Roy Mustang.You smirked and crawled over to him to rest your head on his...