NBA/NCAA Imagines III (Completed)

76. Professional Drinker ~ Buddy Hield

Underdog Series [6]
Professional Drinker
Featuring Buddy Hield
Inspired by: Professional Drinker ~ Ricardo Drue

"You can't out drink me baby girl. I am Bahamian for fucks sake." Buddy said with a small chuckle as he stood next to Y/N at his home bar.

"What's that supposed to mean? I can handle my liquor all the time sweetie." Y/N said with a small smile. Buddy let out a loud laugh as he shook his head at his friend.

"You think you can handle your liquor but shit y'all be drinking up here is weak as fuck. Get some Caribbean rum in your system and you will be gone for weeks." He said with a smirk on his face. Y/N rolled her eyes as she shook her head.

"I don't get it with y'all Caribbean folk. You guys always feel that you are the best drinkers in the world. I've seen many persons from your region that can't handle the rum."

"That's because they aren't professional drinkers."

"And you are?" Y/N asked as she cocked her head to the side and raised her brow. Buddy let out laugh as he nodded his head.

"It's in my veins. But let's make a bet."

"You know your is ass already lost the last three bets. I don't know why you keep coming up with more." She said as she rolled her eyes.

"Punking out already I see." He said as he smiled at her. Y/N let out a scoff as she pulled her phone from out of her pocket.

"Never Hield. Never."

"Wonderful. We are going to see who could drink the most without passing out or puking. Last man standing is the winner. Loser has to do the winners laundry for the next two months." He said with a smile.

"You better start heading to Target and get that Gain boy because I am winning." Y/N said as she stuck her tongue out at him.

"If you say so. We are going to start off light with some Corona's, lighten you up a bit." He said as he pulled out six bottles of Corona from the cooler behind the bar.

"Three each, unless that's too much for a little baby like you." He said as he smirked at her. Y/N rolled her eyes as she opened the beer with the opener that was sitting on the table and chugged down half of the bottle.

"Keep playing games with me Hield. Keep playing." She said as she licked the excess beer if her lips. Buddy nodded his head as he opened his bottle, chugging down the entire drink.

"I am competitor. Remember that." He said as he threw away the first bottle. Y/N nodded her head as she put away her phone.

"Just hope you could last sweetie."

The pair of friends finished their beer and Buddy pulled out six bottles of three different type of rums. Guavaberry Rum, Mount Gay Silver and John Watling's Buena Vista Rum.

"Uh I don't know these things." Y/N said in confusion. Buddy let out a small laugh as he shook his head.

"Ready to back out?"

"Never." She said as she grabbed a bottle of the Mount Gay Silver and took a swing. Her chest burned and let out a small cough, not expecting that from the liquor.

"Don't get too excited now. I don't need you in the hospital." He said as he grabbed his bottle. Y/N rolled her eyes as she continued to drink from her bottle. Realizing that the room was too quite, Buddy connected his phone to his speakers, allowing the sounds of Alkaline filled the room.

Two hours later and the pair was on their last bottle, the Buena Vista. Y/N laid down across the couch with the bottle in her hand. She was tired and drunk but refused to lose. She was already out of character, only in the room with her underwear on and was twerking all over the house. Buddy fought his thoughts and composed himself as he watched her pranced around in her skimpy underwear.

"Budddyyyyyyyyyy." She whined out as she took another sip of the drink. "I am tiiiired and horny and tired."

Buddy let out a small chuckle as he shook his head.

"Well you can always go to sleep. I mean sleep is always needed." He said with a slight slur in his voice. "And with that horny thing, I think you should call your man for that.

"No." She said as she shot up from the chair as her head spun a bit. "Okay that was a bad idea."

Buddy laughed to himself as Aidonia's Hot Tool filled the room.

"BANG. BANG BANG BOOM." Buddy yelled with a gun sign in the air, making Y/N watch him with a confused look.

"BANG. BANG BANG BOOM. HOT TOOL. HOT TOOL. HOT TOOL. ALRIGHT BOOM." He continued to sing with the song as Y/N watched him with wide eyes.

"Loud up the place with the bang bang boom
Ugly rifle weh longer than broom
Weh me come from? Gang Bang School
Some pussy just a sing badman chune
Jag One crew, mad, mad goons
Chatty mouth bwoy, you a madman, fool
Send you home inna tomb, one black room
Govana, weh the ting? Send one and move
Alright." Buddy sang along as he got up from his seat and stood on it.

A loud bang rang through the house as he fell on the floor. Y/N let out a loud laugh as she held her stomach. Tears ran down her eyes as she noticed he was on the floor drinking his half empty bottle.

"Hot tool
Hot, hot, hot tool
Catch the pussy pon a one stool
With him face down inna a box food-"

Y/N stopped hearing his voice as the track continued. She look down at the floor to see his eyes closed. Y/N carefully got up from her seat as moved towards him nudging her body.

"Buddy. Budddy. Buuuuuuuddddyy." She drunkly yelled as she shook his body. She felt his pulse and heart beating signaling that he was still alive. Laughing to herself she moved him on his side incase he threw up.

She grabbed her bottle and her phone as she opened the snap chat app.

"I won." She captioned the picture of her next to a knocked out Buddy and bottle of rum. She got up from the floor and drowned down the rest of the bottle before passing out on the chair.

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Yes I had to make this West Indian oriented because, well he is you know West Indian.

BLOOP BLOOP BLOOP.

How you guys enjoyed it though.

Thoughts ?

Also don't drink Mount Gay Silver.
I still can't stomach the scent 😭😭

Guavaberry rum though 🤤

Anyways

Hope you guys have a wonderful morning.

One Love
Kam 🖤