Drinking Buddies

Continued from https://www.afwrpg.com/t15104p50-erin-quinn-vs-zoey-hamilton?highlight=erin

After having dragged Zoey backstage Erin finally released her grip on the smaller girl. “Well you know you promised to buy me a drink. So how about it?” She would ask as she headed towards the showers. Regardless of the answer Erin would wait backstage for Zoey and pester the girl again after a nice shower. Erin waved and headed off to shower and change.

Erin pulled up her jeans and slid on a black t-shirt before proceeding to look for her new drinking buddy. “Hey Zoey, bar right?” Erin yelled as she tried to find the girl. She intended to drag the girl out whether she liked it or not because Erin was not about to pass up a drink.

Zoey would think that Erin was just teasing her the first time she asked, even the second time she thought that Erin was just trying to rub in her defeat. However when Erin showed up after Zoey had gotten changed into her blouse and bottoms and yet again pestered her for a drink Zoey would realise that she was in fact serious " W-What right now after that?" Zoey would say before quickly trying to formulate a good excuse " But uhmm I'm feeling really sensitive about what happened earlier, I've never actually did anything like that, not that I don't like you or anything" Zoey would say, her face slightly red and her eyes darting around, Zoey slightly swaying her hips a little bit as she considered the idea. Zoey's words would say one thing but she didn't seem to be very eager to get away from Erin.

"Oh come on, you said you'd buy me one." Erin would put her arm around Zoey's shoulder and laugh. "So let's go! Unless you're afraid this highland cow will drink you under the table." She teased. Erin knew the stereotype about their countries and she was always quick to embrace it. She lightly pulled Zoey towards the door. Even though Zoey might not feel the same, Erin wanted to quickly celebrate her first win and figured that Zoey could at least forget about the loss after a few drinks.

Zoey would suddenly feel Erin's arm get thrown round her shoulder and she didn't have the will to deny Erin a few drinks since she seemed so eager. " Fine, but don't think that us Scots cant handle our drinks alright? " Zoey would say as Erin led her towards the door and to the nearest bar.

Erin smiles wide as the two of them head out. "Thahs the spirih." She says, trying to do her best Scottish accent. As they walk down to the bar Erin realizes that she really doesn't know much about Zoey other than she has an affinity for sitting on girls. "So whah par of Scotland are ye from anyway?" She asks. "Oh sorry. I'll stop that now." Erin giggled as she resumed speaking normally. She hoped that Zoey didn't take the teasing the wrong way. The two take a seat by the bar and Erin calls the bartender over to order some drinks.

Zoey wouldn't even be able to be offended at Erin's horrible attempt at copying her accent, it was so bad that Zoey would just simply tried to ignore it as to not embarrass Erin by acknowledging it " I'm from Glasgow, it's quite a big city " Zoey would say as she smiled at Erin then would ask her own question " What about you?, where about's in Ireland are you from? " Zoey would ask while she watched the bartender approach them, Zoey would order some Smirnoff ice. She didn't want to get too drunk and embarrass herself for the second time in the one day, and she despite not ever liking to admit it had an incredibly low tolerance to alcohol.

"I'm from right outside of Dublin myself." Erin explains. "I kinda miss it sometimes." Erin orders a beer for herself and quickly starts drinking as soon as she gets it. After a few gulps she would stop and put her bottle down to ask another question. "So what got ya here getting your ass beat?" Erin was curious to know what brought some of the others into this business although she figured it was just for some easy cash and a good challenge.

Zoey would understand where Erin was coming from, sometimes she felt that way herself even though most the time she was just glad to be away from her hometown. " Well you plopping your Irish muff on my face is what ended up causing me to be here and get my ass beat " Zoey would joke before properly answering the question " As I'm sure you figured out there are certain things that I really like to do in wrestling matches, and it turns out most places don't like it when you rub your crotch in wrestlers faces, so I came to the AFW planning to get more chances...but now that I think about it, in reality it has kinda ended up being the opposite. I've taken more than I've given " Zoey would say before drinking some of her own drink before plopping it back on the table.

Erin rolled her eyes at Zoey's first comment. "Yeah well you started it." She would reply. Zoey's actual answer caught Erin a bit off guard and caused her to chuckle. She didn't realize how much the girl actually liked it. Erin was glad she stopped drinking because the answer might have caused her to spit out her beer. "Oh haha well I didn't realize that." She responded before beginning to tease a bit. " But yeah you certainly took a lot."

Zoey not slightly less embarrassed due to the drink she had had, Zoey had managed to finish the whole Smirnoff ice more or less through just the short amount of the conversation that had already taken place, Zoey would order another one before continuing the conversation and would go a little bit red when her opponent chuckled " You and some other...terrifying bunny and a few others I'm not acknowledging may have beat me in my own game, perhaps I should start making it less obvious that it's my kink in matches then maybe I'd be more likely to actually win. But in my defence I absolutely crushed a veteran and ended up with her contract, surely that counts for something " Zoey would laugh while she started to drink a little more, despite her goal not to get absolutely hammered she was going to end up absolutely hammered...eventually.