As their conversation continued, she was impressed at how he was still able to give convincing theories. Maybe he wasn't as drunk as she thought him to be, but it was always what he followed the still intelligent things with that reminded her he was not in his proper state of mind.
Either way he was still being adorable as all get out.
"That is a very true point. Though I think the government in Tony's world is more afraid of him turning rouge than him continuing to save them. Though they really need to just give him everything because seriously. He's done some amazing personal turnabouts. Plus he's fighting real monsters. Not some casual criminals." She had a fondness for Tony. Even though she owned more DC comics than Marvel, she could still appreciate the both of them equally well. Tony Stark, however, just seemed the most promising. He was rich, yes. Attractive, of course. But what kept her coming back for more was how human he still seemed as the time went on. "I wouldn't say Batman's stupid. Just.... he didn't handle what was thrown at him as gracefully as Tony did. I mean.... his heart's close to being in the right place it's just.. ya know. His mental state. I'm sure there's people in Gotham who like him. Maybe." Bruce really was a dick sometimes though. And too cocky. He seemed to lose more of his humanity the longer his comics continued to run.
"Hiro you really don't stop thinking, do you?" A laugh followed her question, and she silently wondered what it would be like to have a mind like his. Was it a blessing, or a curse? She'd wondered, on more than one occasion, what it would've been like had she a more capable brain. Would she have been able to save her family? Could she have found the culprit behind the Darkness and put an end to it all? The thoughts caused her brows to furrow, a small little black cloud starting to brew above her.
You're too sober for this. He's gonna start thinking you're boring if you don't hurry it up.
The blatant statement her mind threw at her left her stunned. Was she really thinking like this? Hiro wasn't like that, was he? Pushing the thoughts away, she tried to keep him quiet for the sake of his neighbors. Her attempts were squashed as he raised his voice once again, only this time it was quickly followed by her loud laughter. Internally she was apologizing to those surrounding them, but there was no point in openly admitting it. She was enjoying herself, even if she was still sober.
A sigh escaped her lips as he whined about his pizza. "I'm not taking it Hiro. You dropped it, and I was trying to save your pants! Look! I'm holding it out for you to- What are you? Oh Hiro!" He was holding both of their bottles hostage, and she honestly couldn't help the laugh the filled the air around them. "You're really going to need to decide what you want mor- Hey! That's mine!" Now it was her turn to protest as he opened her bottle, taking a long first drink from it's girly mouth. A shocked gasp fell from her lips as she stared at him with mild disbelief. Part of it was from what he'd done, but mostly it was from the large ball that was attached to his tongue as he stuck his tongue out at her.
"When did you get that done?!" Her voice went up in pitch as she pointed out with her free hand to his mouth. Surely he hadn't had that the last time they hung out? Or did he? It was hard to say, in all honesty. He'd never stuck his tongue out at her- it was usually the other way around. "I never would have pictured you with- Oh my God are you okay?!" Sucking in a deep breath, her eyes grew wide as the piercing got stuck in his gap; a sight that she couldn't (nor would she) forget.
A snort of laughter bubbled out of her as she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh God I'm sorry," she mumbled against her hand as she continued to laugh. There was movement under her, and in her fit of giggles, she hadn't noticed the chair starting to scoot out from under her until it was too late. "But that's what you gET!!!" A scream quickly followed as the chair slid out from under her, the world flying past her as she quickly landed with a 'thud' on his floor, the pizza that she held in her hand slipping back onto his pants as her legs were tangled in his sheets.
Sitting there in stunned silence, her mind torn between laughing and whimpering over the pain that was growing on her behind, she looked up at Hiro with a look of mild horror. After a few minutes of silence, her body shook with laughter as one arm came to wrap around her stomach as her other hand tried to cover her reddening face. Lola Parr, Resistance Fighter, Super; had just lost her balance and fallen on her ass to the floor. Even with the dull throb that was becoming more pronounced in her rear, she couldn't stop laughing. All of that over a little bit of vodka. Oh what a reason.
Wheezing, she tried to wipe the tears that came to her eyes as she struggled to catch her breath. Any chance of not waking the neighbors had long since been shot, and as she managed to untangle her legs from his sheets, it took her a solid minute to gather herself enough to crawl up to her hands and knees. A sharp pain shot through her side, only making her laugh more as she lifted herself to her knees, hands pressing against the stitch that was growing in her side. "Oh God...." she wheezed as she tried to find his bed with her other hand. "That was... Jesus....."
Inhaling deeply, she righted herself well enough to reach out for the magenta bottle he held out for her. With a playfully stern look upon her face, she swiped the bottle from his grasp and brought the mouth to her lips. The strong scent of raspberries brought a smile to her face before she fell into a fit of giggles again. Lowering the bottle, she pointed at his face. "You-you're still- oh god. You're still stuck...." Her cheeks hurt from the excessive laughing she'd been doing, but she didn't mind it as she placed the mouth of the bottle to her lips again before taking a large drink. The burn of the clear liquid was a welcoming change as she felt her inner temperature rise. A pleased purr vibrated past her lips as she turned on her knees to inspect her rear.
Rubbing at her right cheek with her hand, she winced a little before she took another gingerly long drink from her bottle. "That... that really hurt." Pouting, she found herself fully sitting down on his floor, nursing her bottle to her chest.