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Chapter 6
Peeking through the door, trying not to get noticed, stood Dashle and Carlton. Inside that room were 3 ladies, clearly drunk. Music loud, a bag of chips spilt on the floor, soda cans everywhere, and an empty 1.75 litter bottle of jack.
“How long have they been in there?” Carlton asks
“The kitchen staff say they came home about 6 hours ago. The queen had a lesson for Ava outside the house, and when they got back Ava stole the soda, and the queen took the bottle. Rumor with the staff is an hour later a very tipsy Harly came and tried to sneak the chips but fell off the stool, jumped up and ran off with the chips laughing her ass off.”
“So they finished that bottle in 6 hours, that must have been one hell of a lesson.” chuckling and slapping Dashle on the back.
“Go get ‘em tiger.” Carlton laughs and starts to walk away.
“O, no you don’t, I’m not walking into that minefield.” Walking away from the room, and slinging an arm over Carlton shoulder.
“If the girls can still party like they are teens, why can’t we?” Dashle asks as they walk down the hall.
“Dashle, you don’t like fun anymore, what do you want to do, tax returns?”
“Wow, have I really changed that much?” feeling suddenly unhappy.
“Dash, the last time I seen you have a good time was right before that truck hit us. I know you got a bad break but you have not smiled since, even when I brought in Ava you didn’t smile you freaked out.”
“Everyone has told me I have changed and I know I have but shit, dude, what do people expect?”
“A smile, a guys night, shit even act like you care, you treat me like an employee and I was your best friend.”
“You are my best friend, and the king said just about the same thing to me. I’m sorry, man lets go get a drink.”
“Not in that room, them girls are crazy. I think there is something in my office.” Carlton said shyly.
The king walked through the halls, following the loud music, thinking his former home has turned into a frat house. When he got to the sitting room he found his noticeably plastered queen, singing at the top of her lungs, “Calling all the Assholes in the room, I definitely not alone.” two other whirls of hair dancing around and singing off que, again noticeably plastered. Not willing to risk it, he turns and heads for Dashles office, realizing the other music is coming from Carlton office he heads there instead, only to find a similar scene as down stairs. Two very drunk men singing and laughing, bottle of Johnny Walker blue, a few shot glasses, at least the guys hadn’t spilled their chips everywhere. Smiling to himself, walking into the room.
“Your mag magi, Majesty, yeah I got it out.” Dashle laughs trying to stand up.
“Shit, Your Majesty.” Carlton jumps up but falls over the chair and Dashle busts up laughing even harder.
“Gentlemen, what have we here?” He asks, letting out a chuckle.
“As our wives would say, SHOTS,” yelling the end, holding up a shot glass, losing his balance falling to the floor where Carlton hasn’t gotten up from.
“I can see that Dashle, but why is my home full of drunk people and loud rock music?”
“For the hell of it?” Carlton jokes, pouring more shots, “Want one?”
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The Queen's Qwest
VampireAfter Ava lost her husband in a car crash, she was never the same. Her group of friends include the wives of her husband's best friends whom also died in the crash. After a bad night of partying she wakes up in a room she don't know with a man that...