"You know, it's funny. When I saw your ad on Craigslist, I thought you were women."
The one where Winnie Conners moves into 4D and takes on the chaotic crew.
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As in a New Girl perspective, random seasons and episodes will be...
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ALTHOUGH THE TWO HAD SOBERED up on their way home, it wasn't enough to help them understand what was going on in the apartment. At least for Winnie.
"What the fuck-" Winnie yelped, stopping in the doorway with Nick.
"Schmidt, Schmidt, Schmidt, Schmidt!" People chanted on their furniture, throwing things at Schmidt as he held onto a crutch and yelled, "Gettysburg!"
"In the course of human events you must," A random girl had started.
"Surrender your shirt!" Everyone yelled out.
Something had clicked into Nick's head by the words that they were saying and he quickly grabbed Winnie's hand, pulling her to an open chair to stand on.
"What are you doing," She spoke in a hushed tone, still staring at the random group of people she did not know at all.
"The floor is lava" He answered, acting like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
However, due to Winnie still having some alcohol in her system, she quickly nodded at his words, eyeing the floor nervously.
"Fine, I'll take off my shirt!" Schmidt said, acting like he didnt want to do it at all.
"He did it on purpose!" She heard Nick say next to her, "He did it to impress them!" He pointed to the random girls that were standing on the couch.
"We are not a Crook!" Everyone then shouted, now leaving their previous positions.
Nick hurriedly grabbed Winnie, hearing her squeal, as he carried her to the other side of the room, placing them both on a footstool.
"I did not!" Schmidt defended, running after the group.
As Nick and Winnie clutched onto each other, they watched as Schmidt followed after a particular girl, seemingly trying to flirt with her in the weirdest way she had ever seen.
"Hey!" A random girl called out, "Schmidt, your butt just violated a bunch of violations. Go to Westword-hoe" She pointed back to the couch.
"Damnit!"
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As the game went on, it somehow ended up with only four people left. Winnie, Nick, Schmidt, and a random girl named Lily.
Winnie still has no idea what's going on.
"I have to say," Schmidt spoke, eyeing Nick's jacket, "I would say that is an unfair advantage."
"What!" Nick shot back, "I literally joined in the middle of the game," he rolled his eyes, seeming to be offended by his comment.
"Take it off!" Schmidt spoke again, not impressed.
"No."
"Take. It. Off."
Nick proceeded to act like he was taking off his jacket before placing it back on his shoulders, even going as far as to zip it up.
Because of that, Schmidt lunged towards Nick and his jacket.
"Woah!" Winnie watched, not necessarily knowing how to help this situation, "Bad Schmidt!" She tried to say, her voice being drowned out by Schmidt and Nick.
"Hey!" Lily yelled out, causing everyone to stop their actions and look at her, "There is only one way to fix this. Two people need to go behind that wall and kiss... with tongue" She spoke, trying to be serious. However, a drunken giggle escaped her lips by the end of it.
"Fine" Schmidt replied, getting off of Nick and sitting back in his original position, "Between 1 and 4, you have to stick a number on your head, whoever matches has to do it," Schmidt explained, earning nods from everyone.
The group counted to four and placed a number on their head.
Winnie's eyes scanned the group before meeting the same number as her own.
She couldn't help but express a frown on her face at the results.
