Where is my mind? brolby

Brennen was kind of fucked up.

There had been a huge party at the Man Cave earlier in the evening, a massive blow out with over 200 people showing up. The house was trashed, all the furniture had been pushed up against the walls of the living room and the only people still standing were Brennen and Colby.

The party had been lit, best party of the year for sure.

The house felt eerily still as Brennen went into the kitchen to get himself a couple of shot glasses and a bottle of fireball. Everyone had left for the club hours ago so him and Colby had spent the last hour playing video games and listening to records. Just hanging out and drinking.

Brennen got the shot glasses out of the cupboard and looked around the kitchen, the floor was sticky from the beer and the alcohol and the fridge was left open with food everywhere. Bottles and ashtrays full of cigarettes and blunts were covering the table, Brennen shook his head at the mess and grabbed the fireball as he left the kitchen to head towards the living room.

Walking down the hall he could hear music, Colby had put another record on. He tried to distinguish the song and realised pretty quickly that it was some song by The Pixies.

Typical Colby. Colby easily gave the impression of listening to shitty emo music and dubstep, but he actually had a pretty refined music taste. Especially when he was fucked up.

Brennen entered the doorway to the livingroom and stopped abruptly to lean against the door frame for a while, he was more wasted then he'd thought. He'd taken a few pills during the evening and had his fair share of drinks, but he'd been sitting with colby for a while so getting up kind of made the room spin a little bit.

Standing in the doorway with the fireball in one hand and the shot glasses in the other, Brennen looked into the living room. All the lights were shut off and the only thing making it possible to see anything at all was the light of the moon beaming in through the windows, it colored the entire room blue.

Colby was standing in the middle of the living room in front of the stereo table, hands resting on top of his head holding on to his wrist with his back towards Brennen. Brennen quickly realised, Colby hadn't heard him coming.

As the song picked up Colby started to slowly twist his upper body and spin around with his eyes closed, a joint hanging out of his mouth, taking slow drags as he swayed. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a blue thin jumper with nothing underneath and the position of his body made the shirt rise up to reveal the bottom part of his stomach.

Brennen was kind of frozen in place, he didn't know if he should let Colby know he was here or keep watching.

After a few seconds he decided on the former and walked over to the drinks table off to the side of the room, setting down the glasses and pouring himself and Colby a shot each. He walked over to Colby and poked him in the ribs making him jump.

"Brennen, shit dude you scared me." Colby said, as he rubbed his ribcage and took the joint out of his mouth.

"Sorry bro', my bad. Here." Brennen handed Colby the shotglass and Colby took it, smiling broadly as he looked at Brennen. "Cheers." they said in unison.

They toasted the glasses and took the shots swiftly.

Hissing between his teeth Colby handed brennen his empty shotglass as Brennen set them back down on the table.

When Brennen turned back around, Colby took a drag of his joint and then offered it to Brennen.

"Want a hit, dude?" Colby asked.