PuppyRoss~ eleven minutes to midnight and we are sitting in McDonald's eating chicken nuggets
BadWolfBreezy~ dare I ask?
PuppyRoss~ the drunk one commanded it
Beebobaggins~ we're just chugging beers and watching Tim Burton movies
Smiththemyth~ don't tell jack
PuppyRoss~ he's too caught up in Alex's lips to care
WentzIsWack~ .(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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"Dude, Dallon, give me some damn brownies!"
"No, I don't have any... What?"
Spencer pushed Dallon over in an attempt to reach the brownies, which Dallon was desperately attempting to swipe him away from. Brendon was laying on the floor in front of the TV, his legs rested along the short coffee table. Steven had already passed out in the arm chair next to the couch. Pete was sitting against the couch, drinking from a dark bottle while looking at his phone.
"Dallon, give the man a brownie!" Brendon yelled, taking a handful of popcorn and throwing it unsuccessfully across the room. "Sharing is caring, motherfucker."
"He passed out!" Spencer laughed before shoving a brownie into his mouth.
"We haven't even made it to Sleepy Hallow!" Pete yelled, letting this phone drop beside him."Gotta wait for that spooky hour..."
"SpoOkY ScArY SKeleTonS..." Brendon sang in a low tone. He yawned, carefully bringing his own bottle to his lips.
Spencer sat up and tapped Pete's head. "This is such a tame time, man, why didn't you go for something crazy?"
Pete shrugged. "I dunno. There's nothing I really want to do? It's enough for me."
Brendon tapped his feet together. "I dunno... What if I told you the stripper was waiting on the other side of that door?"
Pete choked on his drink, spilling it out on his shirt as well as the surrounding carpet. Brendon laughed loudly, rolling to the side as his feet fell off the table. Spencer looked over at the window, hoping to catch glimpse of what Brendon had said.
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