Miles Hollingsworth and Winston Chu sat on Miles' bed, eating some chips and watching an action movie. It was spring break and they were bored out of their minds.
"Hey Chewy?" Miles asked as he put his feet up.
"For the millionth time dude, I'm not watching gay porn with you anymore!" Winston shook his head.
"What?" Miles asked confused. "No, no. I don't wanna watch gay porn right now...maybe later. Anyways, I want you to be my wing man,"
"Well aren't I always? I mean, it's not like I have a choice," Winston replied.
Miles chuckled.
"Anyways let's get all dolled up and we'll head to the bar. Okay?" Miles clasped his hands together and smiled.
"Ugh! Again?! Dude, how many times are we gonna do this?" Miles shot Winston a sad puppy dog look. He knew what his friend was trying to do. Winston rolled his eyes.
"Fine but if another guy feels me up I'm leaving, regardless how important your love life is!" Winston told Miles. Miles nodded as he opened his mini fridge to get a cold beer. Winston raised his eye brow.
"What are you doing???" He asked, confused. "I thought we were going to the bar to get drinks?"
"Yeah well...this is just a warm up. Do you want one? It's 15% alcohol," Miles offered smiling, as he opened the can. Winston shook his head, disgusted as he headed to his room.
After the two had finished getting ready, they headed to the gay club. It's been a while since Miles had sex and he was definitely in the mood for some. Moments later, they had arrived at the bar. It was packed. Miles and Winston made there way to front to get some drinks. The music was loud and Miles' eyes searched for the hottest guy.
"What will it be fellas?" The bartender asked, eyeing Winston. Miles chuckled as he wrapped his arm around his best friend.
"I will have a gin and tonic...and my friend here will have a...vanilla smoothie," Miles laughed as he kissed Winston's cheeks. Winston jerked Miles away and rolled his eyes.
"Give me your strongest vodka!" Winston decided. "And don't be stingy with the lime," the bartender nodded awkwardly before operating the drinks. Winston looked around the bar.
"Someone ordered one death in a glass and tonic?" Winston and Miles turned around to see a cute blonde waitress placing the drinks in front of them. Winston smiled at her before taking a sip of his drink. He took a sip and coughed as the drink went down. Miles laughed as he sipped his tonic.
"Charming," the bartender said. "I'm Addison,"
"Um Winston," he winced. "What's a fine looking woman like you working in a bar like this?" Addison stared at Winston and shook her head as she folded her arms.
"Whattaya tryna say? That I'm some kind of failure because I work in a bar? Huh?" Winston stared down at his drink and swallowed hard.
"Um...no...I...uh," before Winston could finish his sentence, Miles pulled him to the dance floor.
"What the hell, man," Winston said as he danced to the song. "Thank you,"
"No problem, Chewy," after about 15 minutes of dancing, the two separated in search for one night stands. Eventually, Winston found a cute brunette sitting by the bar.
"Haha, you are so cute and so funny..." the girl told him. Winston nodded and put his arm around her.
"I've been told that...so how's about you and I go back to my place and continue this conversation?" Winston said as he slipped his hand under her shirt.
