JJ stumbled back to the couch. "Oh god, I don't think I am ever drinking again!" She said giggling, slurring her sentence to where only another drunk could understand.

Emily took another shot of Absinthe, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt the burning green liquid slide down her throat. She'd invited JJ and Garcia over for a girls night. Her therapist had said it was good she spent time with her friends. Probably engaging in alcohol abuse, not exactly, but it was a good time. Garcia had plans with Kevin and couldn't make it. She and JJ had opened the bottle of Absinthe halfway through "When Harry met Sally" and were nearing the bottom of the bottle.

"Ohhhhhh no, you—you— we're totallllllly doing this. All the time!" Emily said pointing a wobbly finger at JJ. She wasn't quite sure if she was ACTUALLY pointing at JJ, but what the hell.

JJ took another shot spilling absinthe down the front of her shirt.

"Ugghh, da-dammit. My shirt!" She moaned, rubbing the spot like the wetness would rub right off.

"Awww," Emily moaned in sincere drunken empathy, frowning. Without thinking she reached over and started helping JJ rub the wet spot on her shirt. Her cleavage was just barely showing and Emily couldn't help but stare.

"Hey, hey JJ, I can see your boob crack!" She said laughing, her hand slowing down to gently caress her breast.

"Yeah, I can too!" JJ said looking straight down at her own cleavage laughing along with Emily. Emily took her hand off JJ, shaking her head. Her head was so fuzzy, she couldn't really explain what she was doing.

"Hey! Do-dont stop!" JJ said indignantly, grabbing Emily's hand again and putting it back onto her breast. Emily just smiled and grabbed the shot glass off of the coffee table. She dumped the shot glass on JJ's chest and JJ giggled.

Emily ran her tongue over JJ's chest, down her cleavage, licking up the bitter green liquor as she went…

"Hey JJ, you can bo-borrow one of my shirts," She said waggling her eyebrows.

"Okay!" JJ said, and Emily grabbed her hand in one hand and the bottle of Absinthe in the other and drug them both into the bedroom…