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"Ai'Arthit is asleep again," Bright pointed out, tone flat in a 'matter-of-fact' way. The rest of the group turned to see said man sleeping upright on a couch, one of his hands holding a few cards as his head lolled from side to side. Shaking their heads at the sight, too familiar with it already, they went back to their game of cards.

It was a Friday night and the whole gang was gathered at Bright's bar for a night out having fun as the ex-hazers needed to release their stress from work whilst the current hazers needed a break from their assignments and hazing activities.

They were drinking booze, downing it slowly as it was still too early to get completely wasted. After a few glasses were passed around, someone had suggested they play some card games for the sake of bonding between seniors and juniors.

Sitting around in a circle, they played leisurely, talking more than actually paying attention to the game. Arthit had been the last person to arrive, barely making it in time to join the game, and when he got there, Kongpob saw how tired he looked.

His shirt was still tucked neatly into his pants, hair still in place but the dark circles under his eyes told a different story. He took a random seat on the couch, which happened to be away from his boyfriend and in between Prem and Toota, with a sheepish smile as they teased him for being late again.

The game went on for a few minutes before Bright had pointed out the sleeping figure on the couch. They continued playing but some of them were talking softer in fear of waking up the ex-head hazer. Some of them.

"FUCK!" Bright exclaimed. Everyone giggled as he pretty much revealed to all of them that he now has the joker card. Kongpob glanced at his boyfriend immediately, only to see that the man was still dozing off. The younger couldn't help but frown at that.

Arthit must've been really tired because the elder was usually very sensitive to sounds in his sleep. He'd wake up at the slightest sound and complain about it before falling asleep again. P'Bright was merely a few meters away from him and that shout had been loud for such a small space.

Kongpob decides he'll take care of the man properly this coming weekend and ensures he has enough sleep. He also had to make sure they leave a little earlier tonight. After a while, no one was actually playing anymore. They had even divided themselves into small groups as they chatted with each other.

The current head hazer had excused himself to the bathroom when Prem spoke up, snickering as he pointed out, "His head has been lolling around for a while now. It's amazing that he hasn't landed on either of us."

His friends, including the juniors nod in agreement.

"Hey, wanna bet who he lands on first?" Bright suggested with a smirk.

"Mine's on Toota," says Prem.

"That's just because you don't want him to land on you, P'Prem," Wad pointed out, face void of any emotions.

"Damn right I don't," came Prem's immediate reply as laughter went around the room. Everyone placed their bets, including the juniors, as Kongpob returned from the bathroom.

The younger male, oblivious to the situation, watched as Arthit's head go lower and lower as the man went into a deeper sleep. Glancing at the clock, 11.00p.m, he decided it was about time they left seeing how tired his boyfriend was.

He was about to open his mouth and excuse them when Bright turned to him and said, "Kongpob! Just in time. You have to choose too."

Confused, the younger asked, "Choose what, P'?"