Lip Gallagher || Lip Gallagher

You had a great time with your girlfriends at the bar, but it was time to go your separate ways. You were so drunk you could barely stand, and they walked you to the subway, where they helped you onto the train. By the time it pulled away, you were already asleep. Next to you sat a handsome guy with long, slightly dark, light brown hair. In your sleep, you accidentally leaned against him.
He flinched slightly at your touch, but woke you up after a couple of stations.

"Hey, girl, what station are you getting off at?" he asked.

You woke up immediately and said you needed to get to the final destination. Your voice was slightly hoarse, and you reeked of alcohol.

"I mean, if you can't walk, can I help you? Maybe I should walk you home?" he suggested.
"And can I help you? Maybe I should walk you home?" he suggested.

“Yes, perhaps,” you answered.

At the end of the line he hugged you and walked you home.

The next morning, you woke up with no memory of the previous evening or Lip himself. You got up and went for a walk, and on the way, you met him. He recognized you immediately.

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