Bros with benefits - Toddlers at the FBI

14

Drake has never been big on clubbing. He liked to go to the club next to Shadowdale University from time to time, but he could never spend too much time there. The music was too loud to lead an intelligent conversation, which was his basic requirement in life.

But this time Rachel and Santana were visiting Grey and the rest of them for a weekend, so it was just about right to show them around and make them familiar with the places they might spend their lives at from next year.

"How about one more round?" Grey shouted.

"Good idea!" Santana screamed.

Cato and Thomas also nodded.

"I'm good, thanks," Drake shook his head. He had already had 2 semi-strong shots earlier that evening, he had half a glass of whisky in his hand and his alcohol tolerance was not exactly high. To be precise, it was close to zero. He was already pretty wasted.

"Are you okay?" Rachel asked. She leaned close to him so that he could hear her and Drake smelled her sweet perfume. She didn't seem to be drunk at all, even though she had had the same amount of drinks as Drake.

"Kinda," Drake said, unsure. "Do you want to finish my whisky? I don't want it to be like last time."

"Maybe that's a good idea," Rachel remembered the 'last time' all too well.
Two weeks earlier they had a house party at the Hawthorne house and Drake got so wasted after drinking 2 strong cocktails that he ended up lying in the garden in the grass for an hour in the middle of February. He claimed that he felt alright, as long as he wasn't trying to sit up, so Rachel brought him a blanket and they were talking until Drake was able to finish his big bottle of water and was fit to walk again.

Of course, making sure their guests were alright would have been Grey's job as much as it was Rachel's but he was busy with two cheerleaders in his room, while Thomas and Cato were busy making wild plans about their future missions. That was their new habit since they had plenty of energy without any kind of relationship drama. At every party, they would get wasted and talk about crazier and crazier scenarios that 'could happen'. When he didn't get lucky, Grey joined them, too, but his stories mostly included hot sex with Katherine.

Drake usually couldn't join the party. He was either not drunk enough to enjoy the ridiculous plotlines or too drunk to add anything that made at least some sense. Once he tried, but the other three were not interested in threatening the bad guys with derivation at all.

The difference between these two states of his was only one drink.

"Let's go get some air," Drake suggested and Rachel followed.

"I'll be honest with you, I don't like this club at all," she admitted when they were already standing in front of the building. The outside temperature was pretty mild, they could smell spring in the air.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing in particular, it just seems to be a place where Grey's girls would go to party. Isn't there anything more... student-like here?"

"Like the library? I never knew you were a nerd" Drake laughed.

"No, definitely not like the library," Rachel grinned. "But something more friendly. Where you can play pool or table soccer or just hang out with people your age instead of finding fuckmates being your only option."

"Well, that might be the reason why the guys wanted to come here. You know, being casual and stuff. It's pretty hard on Thomas and Cato, I think. I mean I assume they have to be careful not to choose a girl they actually want something from. They usually find girls they actually want something from pretty often."