Don't Clown Around

The Party

As the three friends enjoy their drinks, and quickly went back for more.  A young lady approached them.  "Hey, you three are new in this crawled.  I'm Nana," she said with a pretty smile.   "I'm Tom, this is Eric and Nathing," he said also with a nice smile.  "Look, guys, make sure you don't drink too much punch, you do know it has liquid and other things," she said for she was concerned.  She didn't trust her ex-boyfriend Frank.  He was the type of guy that enjoy using and hurting people, that's the reason he was her ex.

"It's all good, we drink alcohol before.  Believe me, we'll be fine." replied Tom  "So why are you dress like clowns.  Did you know the theme?" she asked   "Not really, but we are glad to be invited to this wonderful party." replied Nathing   "Guys pass me your empty cups, I'll refill them for you." said Eric as he gathers the cups and headed to the punch bowl.   Luke, Frank's best friend didn't know that the bartender already mickey the clowns, that when he saw Eric ready to pour some punch, he quickly approached them.  The punch table was alone, 

"Hey, dude nice custom.  Let me give you a hand with that," he said as he grabbed the cups and placed them on the table.  As he took the punch spoon he slowly dropped crushed morphine into each cup without Eric noticing a thing.  "Here, you take two and I'll help you with this one.  I don't want you spilling anything on the floor.  By the way, I'm Luke." he said as the walk towards the table where Eric friends were sitting.

When they reached the table, Eric handed Tom his drink and Luke handed Nathing the other.  "Guys this is Luke.  Luke these are two of my best friends, Nathing and Tom," he said as he gave them the drinks.  When Nana saw Luke walking back with Eric, she knew then they were up to no good.  So when Eric went to sip on his drink, she pretended to trip knocking his drink out of his hand.  "Hey," he said as he began grabbing napkins to clean up the mess.  "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said but before she could stop Tom and Nathing, they quickly chugged it down, leaving their cups completely empty.  "Hey, take it easy with the drinking," she said with a smile.  "Don't worry, we are us to drinking.  We have a strong tolerance for alcohol," said Tom while checking Nana body out.

"May I asked how many cups have you drank?' she said  "Girl, we only drank two, going on three of course." he said as he walked back to the punch table.   "Tom here, fill my back up," said Nathing as he handed him his cup.   "That goes for me too," said Eric also handing Tom his cup.

Tom reached the table and now Freddie was attending the bar table and when he saw Tom approaching the table, he dug in his pocket and took out another dose of morphine and poured it into all the cups before pouring the punch. "Hey, nice custom.  Here, let me get the cups.  That's what I'm here for." he said as he did his bad deed.