The Types Of Drunks

Dinner Decision

After changing out his wet clothes and taking a quick shower, Shain now rested in his hotel room and was laying on the ground. The kitten was peacefully asleep on a make shift bed made from one of his jackets. The TV was on, and he watched boredly as the news castor raved on about another shark attack. 

'Seriously, no one gives a damn. I don't.'

Lazily crawling over to his charging laptop, he powered it up, while looking for his wacom tablet. Logging in, he connected his drawing table, wishing the pen pressure would work so he wouldn't have to waste time restarting it. It seemed luck was on his side, as it was working perfectly fine! Opening up a crack version of SAI, as Shain had it for several years now and way too lazy to buy the actual one, it worked for him.

'What should I draw?'

He had some character refs to finish for his game, comic and possible manga ideas, but he wanted something easy to do. Didn't someone request for him to draw something? Was it Mitch or Dante? Ah, no, it was Ricardo asking him to genderbent them, after Shain showed him a recent picture where he changed some of his female ocs into males.

Pulling out his bulky but trustworthy headphones, he opened up Chrome and went to Youtube. Clicking on one of his playlists, he focused on sketching everyone out first. Shain decided to include Ricardo, Dante, Mitch, Josie and himself. He'd add the others in at a later date. That and the fact he was getting annoyed at how Evan and Zeke blew up his facebook with spam.

It was around 7 when he started, nearing 8 as he finished sketching out clothes for all of them. With body, face, clothes and hair partly done, he needed to touch up with details and color picking.

KNOCK!

"Shain! Time for dinner! Make us food!"

'Can't these guys cook themselves? Then again... I can't trust what they make..'

"Alright! Give me a minute!"

Saving his sketches, he paused his music and took off his headphones, placing them next to his laptop. Setting his pen down, he rolled up the sleeves of his orange flannel and stood up. Walking over and opening his door, he closed it behind him, keeping the sleeping kitten in the room.

In the living room, he found Josie and Mitch huddled together, with Evan trying to be a third wheel once more. Jace and Say sat at the island bar, chatting and watching as Dante and Ricardo battled once more in GTA 5. Smacking Josie on his way to the kitchen, he snickered at the 'Hey!' From Mitch, and the fact Evan landed a kick to his thigh after he walked passed him.

His hair was already pinned back from his shower, and he looked at what was in the fridge at the moment. He found various foods but nothing he could actually make. Sighing, he closed the door. 

"There's nothing in the fridge!" 

Evan looked up, and raised an eyebrow. 

"Seriously? That's nothing you can make?"

"Want a sandwich?"

"Nah."

"Exactly."

Shain made a face, before walking back into his room. When he came back, his hair was unpinned and he held his wallet along with an envelope. Dante cheered as he blew up Ricardo's car, making him die. He screamed, before lightly hitting Dante's shoulder, who was grinning victoriously. 

"Alright, so Em gave me this envelope. Anyone care to guess what's in it?"

"A letter."

Josie sarcastically said, as Shain gave her a look. 

"Nah, Sherlock. One grand in cash."

Following his statement, he reached into the light pastel envelope, pulling out a wad of twenties. Smirking, he waved them out, as everyone else stared agape. 

"Holy shit!"

"DUDE!"

"When did he give you that?!"

"LET'S BUY SHIT!"

"SHUT UP! Anyways... He gave it to me a little before, and said i could do what I want with it, since he owned me a lot."

"What he own you?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Did you murder someone?"

"Yes. Now, since you poor fucks are with me, I'll buy dinner."

Evan looked offended, but he shrugged it off and scoffed. 

"AND WE'RE GONNA GET MCDONALDS." 

Shain yelled with a grin. They all knew of the older boy's love of fast food, for some odd reason. Despite the fact he ate it pretty much every week, he still kept his lean frame, even if all he did was stay inside and draw. 

"I'm down."

"Sure."

"Okay."

Everyone agreed to his terms, after all, free food was free food and this was Shain they were talking about. The boy was crazy. 

"Alright, I'll be going for sure, so who else wants to go with me?" 

There was slight hesitation with their choices, and Shain noticed, as seen by his irritated expression. 

"What- Fuck you guys then! I'll just buy it for myself!"

Dante immediately  jumped up with his hands in front of him, a sheepish and slightly worried expression on his face. 

"Haha! Shain, they're just kidding! Here, I'll go with you."

"..Thanks, Dante. That's why you're my homie. Anyone else, huh?"

"I can go too! I've been sitting inside all day!"

Ricardo chimed with a smile, and Shain nodded. 

"Alright, this is enough. What do you guys want? Wait, make a list."

After some yelling, screaming, whining, and such, the three were ready and set to go. Dante put his favorite hoodie on, as Ricardo went to get his shoes and socks. Slipping his vans on, Shain let Ricardo and Dante walk in front of him. He looked over his shoulder, calling to the others before he closed the door and left. 

"Don't burn the room down!"

"Don't get murder!"

"DON'T FORGET MY FLURRY!"