Drunken Love??

The Night Out

Mark took Jack to a little bar called "The Irish Drinker" as he felt it was appropriate. As Jack saw the name of the bar he laughed out load. "Nice choice, Mark." Mark smirked at his reaction as he lad him through the doors. They found a small table in the corner, quite near to the bar. "Surprised this table isn't taken." Jack said. "Yeah, i think this is the table Wade's at, his jacket's here." Jack didn't realize there would be more people,  but the thought of having a fun time with his friends made him more excited. They made themselves comfortable, and soon after Wade joined them from the bar with a try of shots. "Shot time, boys!!" Wade placed the shot tray on the table, and some spilled over the sides of the glasses on the tray. "Oh, hey Wade. Those aren't all for you now are they??" Jack joked. "Wade smiled as he sat next to Jack. "Of course. Nah, I saw you when I was by the bar, about to buy a drink and then thought might as well go for it." Jack smiled and glanced over at Mark who was looking around the bar. "Where's Bob, Wade?" Wade looked behind Mark and pointed to the Tall Figure in a polo shirt heading to their table for the bathrooms. "He's right behind you." He said. "Hello, Mark, Jack. Mind if i just squeeze in here?" Bob said as he sat on the end of the rounded seat, pushing Mark closer to Jack. Mark and Jack's eye join for a period of time, until they're interrupted by Bob. "Right then. Let's get hammered!" They all take a shot from the tray and all down it except Mark who, while everyone's head was up taking the shot, tipped his down the back of the chair. They all slam their shot glasses down and make sour faces from the shot, and Mark pretends. They all Woo!