bonjour • joshler •

quatorze

"hey tyler remind me to-

what the fuck are you doing?"

josh said as he stopped dead in his tracks walking into the kitchen, his mouth hung slightly agape. he was greeted with a clumsy tyler, a full wine glass in his hand. the brunette beamed back at the boy happily, then proceeded to chug the full glass of red wine in front of him.

"tyler! put that down are you insane?!"

the taller boy spoke, worry and shock clogging his brain as to why tyler was suddenly drinking underage? however, he finished off the clear wine glass with a sigh and clanked it down on the counter in front of him, giving josh a confused look.

"tyler you can't drink that!"

he scrambled towards the boy, grabbing the nearby wine bottle that happened to be half full.

"did you drink all of this?" he asked, reading the label of the fancy bottle.

"joshua, i am seventeen, i am able to have wine"

"not here you're not!"

tyler sighed, crossing his arms on his chest, "well, it is not my problem"

tyler began retreating to the nearby living room, stumbling over some furniture on his way there. josh then sighed, realizing what the rest of his afternoon would consist of.

"joshuaaaaa!!!!" the tipsy boy yelled,

"tyler i'm right here"

"no you are not" the boy reached his hand out looking for his friend in front of him, even though josh stood three yards behind him.

"tyler you're so drunk"

"joshua iamnotdrunk you see? look i can still take my clothes off-"

"no tyler no"

josh suddenly jumped forwards as tyler stood and lifted his shirt clumsily. the taller of the two then being forced to grab his hands and push his shirt back down while tyler whined.

"you are nooo fun joshua"

"and you are tooo drunk tyler"

"race you to your room" tyler suddenly said as he then dashed passed josh, his legs gracelessly stomping themselves to the stairs in front of him.

josh laughed to himself as he slowly started to comprehend how tyler said to 'race him'. drunk french tyler was much harder to understand considering the strong alcohol made the boys accent go quite strong. the completely sober boy sighed to himself, hearing a considerably loud thump echo  from the middle of the staircase, and a childlike whine accompanying it.

"ooooow joshuaaaaaa!!"

"i'm coming"