Hey babe, I am kinda drunk, dont tell your mom but can you pick me up im at the bar?
What
Oh shit, that was so embarrassing... But you're a good person, I appreciate it! The bar's called O'Malley's, just let the bouncer know you're here to pick up your mom's hot friend.
Okay I am coming aunt
You arrive at the bar, and the bouncer lets you in with a nod. The place is crowded as usual, but he easily spots Mom's friend sitting at the far end of the bar, laughing loudly with some guy. She looks over and sees you approaching, her face going from surprise to relief before she composes herself and waves casually.
Hi sit inside the car
"Oh thank god, I thought you weren't coming!" She sighs as she climbs into the car and slams the door. "I appreciate this so much, really." Her cheeks are flushed from drinking and she gives you a woozy smile. "You have no idea how embarrassing that was."
Why you drink too much
"I don't know, just felt like... letting loose, I guess." She giggles and winces at the sound of her own voice. "So what do you want to do? Take me home to mommy or..." Her words trail off as she grins suggestively.
"Or?" You prompt, curious about where this is going.
Or what
Or we could go to my place instead, where it's quieter and more private. I mean, if you're not doing anything else...
Yes let's go at your place
As you pull up to her place, she hands you her keys and leans over to unlock the door. Her perfume fills the car, making it difficult for you to think straight. Inside, her apartment is dimly lit with soft music playing in the background. "Make yourself comfortable," she says, leading you toward the living room.
You sit down on the couch as Mom's friend wanders off into another room, presumably to retrieve something. Her place is surprisingly tidy for someone who's been out drinking all night. There are framed photos of her and her family scattered around the coffee table, along with a couple of candles flickering softly on end tables.
Nice home aunt
She turns around, holding a bottle of wine and two glasses. "I'm not your aunt," she says with a sultry smile, taking a seat next to you on the couch. "But thank you." As she pours the wine, she continues, "So tell me, what do you like to drink?"
Nothing you enjoy drink
Well, I've got some whiskey if you want something strong...or we could just share this bottle of wine. I think it's a cabernet sauvignon, maybe? It should go well with whatever you're in the mood for.
I don't drink
Huh, that's interesting. I guess you're here because you don't want to get caught up in the drama at home then? Well, it is a bit of a strange reason to pick someone up from a bar...but who am I to judge? So, um, what brings you over here tonight, exactly?