1. Drunk

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'Dude she ain't comin even if you drop dead on the ground.'

My eyes widen at those words. They don't even know Katie for gods sake. They think she's some cold girl who's never happy and never shows affection and is always serious. They don't know anything about her and how beautiful she is when she smiles when the radio plays one of those old countryside songs or when she eats her favourite sour candy. I feel rage bubble up inside me, and I only realize I am clenching my fists after Connor taps my hand as an incentive to relax. 

'Shut up Sherman, no one likes you anyways.' I hear Cecil quip up beside me.

This is supposed to be a boys' night, we are supposed to be celebrating Leo turning 21, not fighting around like the hotheads we are. Suddenly, all the fight drains out of me. Seeing this, Sherman smirks at me, across the room, smugly, thinking he's won. 

'Whatever, lets bring out the drinks yeah? Have some friendly conversation.' Usually I'm fooling around and acting like a kid, but in this argument, I have to be the mature one by letting it go. 

Leo grins at me, shooting me a grateful look. He know that I prioritised his birthday and the relaxed atmosphere before my pride and dignity for steering away from the argument. This is the first time in months we've had a boys' night, although, after the war, people have changed and become more bitter, we thought to keep the tradition going. Which is why I'm sitting on the couch and spending the evening with total jerks like Sherman. 

To be honest, I was tired after the party we'd thrown Leo in the morning, which had been organised by the girls. I'd partied like crazy. But I was exhausted after that. I'd asked Katie if she'd wanted to come for the get-together in the evening, and she'd replied by saying that it was supposed to be an only boys hangout, which had surprised me and I threw a fit. She'd gotten on her tippy toes and kissed my forehead and then grinned by saying if I could get through a war alive, I should be able to tolerate a bunch of idiots for a while. Begrudgingly I agreed to go, as it was Leo's birthday, and as one of his closest friends, ti wouldn't look good to miss such a special night.

But here I am, regretting my decision after being 5 mins into "boys' night".

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Connor handing me a bottle of beer. All of us clink our glasses together and a cheer goes up through the room.  I don't drink very often, but when I do, I plan on getting wasted.  

I know this isn't going to end well.

Half and hour into the get-together, I can feel my brain turning to mush. I wasn't even tipsy anymore, just on the verge of either puking or passing out. But I don't think anyone has noticed yet. I try focusing on whatever they were talking about, but being  a 2nd year uni student with crap filled in his brain, having ADHD, the odds aren't in my favour. 

'Oh crap, Travis' is hammered already...this isn't good.'

Someone stated, I could barely make out what was happening.

'I'll call Katie to come take him back.'  A frantic voice.

'As if she'll come.'  An annoyed and smug voice. 'Shut up Sherman.'

I just wait, my vision hazy and irrelevant thoughts whirl around my head. I can't make out how much time passed by as I waited. 5 minutes? 15? 30? I had no sense of time then.

Until I felt a soft, familiar hand tilting my chin up. I leaned into Katie's touch, everything but her forest green eyes hazy. I could feel everyone else staring at us, but it didn't matter. I was tired and yearned for her light touch back on my chin the moment it left my skin.

I could hear her frustrated voice, scolding  the others for letting me drink as much. I just blindly grabbed her hand to cup my face again, and sighed as I leaned into it, melting. I could feel the anger leaving her body as she made an exasperated sound and kissed my forehead. 

'Come on, lets get you home.'

I could barely stand, and staggered multiple times, but she put an arm around me to help me. I followed her, barely conscious. She pushed me into a taxi, and got in beside me as she told the driver where to go. At this point I was too tired to do anything and could feel myself fall asleep on Katie's shoulder.

She shifted a bit, to make sure I was in a comfortable position and softly pecked my cheek.

I fell asleep with a smile on my face, not only for the kiss but knowing I had the last laugh against Sherman, and had a beautiful girlfriend who cared for me.

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