Late-Night Fun

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This dumbass of mine, took me to his work because he had an extra key.


We got in.


And we broke into the wine cellar.


Then we drank a little bit of every wine and beer before we tried to go back home.




Now.


I was perfectly fine.


Roy on the other hand.


Was not.







He could'nt stand up or talk straight for anything.


And he could'nt go home because I had a feeling his mom would ream his ass.


I gotta meet her one of these days.


See where Roy gets his....Roy-ness from.


So I literally had to drag him through the streets of Brooklyn on Halloween- at midnight- and back to my place.


"Heyyy...Rore", he mumbled as we arrived at my door.


"What?", I rolled my eyes.








Then he just turned his head to the wall and narrowed his eyes at it.


"I swear to God that cat from Alice and Wonderland is having a staring contest with me from the wall", he said."You see him?"


"Oh for fucks sakes", I growled then opened the door and walked in.


He was still standing out in the hall, tilting his head and staring at the wall-so I rolled my eyes, grabbed him and pulled him inside.


"Alright", I sighed as I closed the door behind him and locked it-just to turn around to see Rach raising an eyebrow at us.






"Rach", I nodded.


"Rory", she nodded back.

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