Stupidly Drunk

by 1caaake

Slowly getting more and more drunk, thoughts keep changing through the night. Could be read from Ted's, Barney's, or Robin's POV, in whichever pairing felt suited. Rated T for content and language. Please R&R! :)

A/N: [Reuploaded several times after many formatting issues] Damn, it has been a while since I've published. Anyway, another ramble thing because I seem to love those so much. From whose perspective? Even I'm not sure (although honestly I am a TedxBarney fan HAHAHA but your call).Set in any season applicable, except probably 9. Enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I do not, never have, and probably never will own How I Met Your Mother.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Well, not so much drunk as high.
High off the scent of mingling.
A little overwhelmed by the energy everyone had.
Everyone but us, apparently.
Maybe that's why we went out for some air.
We brought our beer bottles with us.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Okay, let me fix that.
You were tipsy, and I was laughing at you.
You had always drank more.
I stayed sober a bit longer.
But it doesn't change anything.
It doesn't change what happened.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Not really, but we were tired.
I guess we were both tired from the partying crowd.
Tired of pretending to fit in.
Tired of seeing everyone else pretend.
We just couldn't hold up as long as them.
So we retreated,
Or, fine, maybe left,
For the outside.
For the roof.

We were both stupidly drunk.
I think, at that point, more of stupid.
It was cold, as most nights have been lately.
And we hadn't brought anything to keep warm.
The alcohol in your system kept you fine.
Me? I just tried to keep from wrapping my arms around you.
In the end,
I certainly didn't succeed.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Well, almost.
You were turning tomato-red, and I got a bit tipsier.
Neither one of us could stop the words from falling out.
We talked.
We talked.
We talked.

We were both stupidly drunk.
You kept losing your balance,
And bumping into me.
I just laughed at you all the more.
At our distance, or lack of it.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Alright, you were drunk, and I was stupid.
You kept telling me things.
Sweet, fucked-up things.
I kept believing them.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Okay, let me change that.
You were utterly wasted, and I was drunk.
Your words were slurred.
Sluuuuuuurred.
Our vision bluuuUUUuuUuuUurred.
Me? I just tried to keep from kissing you.
I don't think you even tried.

We were both stupidly drunk.
We were both stupid.
We were both drunk.

We were both stupidly drunk.
Well- ugh- hungover now.
Did last night happen?
Did last night even matter?
After all,

We were both stupidly drunk.