Going Out

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  Canon storyline. Post series.

I laughed a little at Inks stupid face. He was way to energetic all the time. Its so weird.
   Error snorted and sipped his drink. "Shut up Ink."
   It was a thing we started doing recently. Me Error Ink and Deccy that is. Geno was always busy with Morang or work. We went out on Saturday night and had some food. It was nice.
   "No but seriously! This guy goes 'Oh yeah sure whatever you say little paint.' and I go 'LITTLE PAINT!?' So I deck him and go 'Whos a little paint now!?'" Ink was going on about something. He might be drunk.... Scatch that he is drunk.
   "What happened then?" Decans asked leaning into the story. His face was flushed with alcohol as well.
   "I got in trouble of course. My supervisor was pissed about me hitting a customer." Ink shrugged. " He deserved it. He was harassing ladies. "
   I gave a short smile. "Aww such a knight in shining armor." I sipped my water. I wasn't a fan of alcohol. Unrad.
   "Don't encourage him Fresh!" Error huffed. He wasn't drinking because he was the driver. He was also still healing from that bullet wound.
   "Aww why not? It's funny," I chuckled.
   "Yeah! Lighten up a little Error!" Ink stuck his tongue out.
   Decans rolled his eyes. "Anyway 'ts gettin' kinda late. I got work tomorrow."
   I hummed. "Yeah as much fun as this is I got an interview tomorrow afternoon."
   "You guys are no fun!" Ink huffed and pouted.
   "You're just a child. Dec. It's your turn to pay," Error huffed calling our waitress over.
   Deccy looked taken aback. "I guess it is... Alright fine. Fresh you leave the tip."
   "Nuh uh! I'm broke! No job remember." I huffed.
   Decans whined and just fished for cash in his wallet. "You need a job..."
   Ink had slumped in his chair. He was probably passed out at this point.
   Error rolled his eyes. "Fresh can you get Dec if I get Ink?"
   I nodded and went to let Dec lean on me as we headed to Errors car. This was a common occurrence. At leat he was more coherent than Ink.
   Error appeared soon with Ink slung over his back. He flopped Ink into the car and went to buckle him up. "Get in."
   "Don't have to tell me twice." I chuckled and got in the car. These nights were always something. I'm glad I got to enjoy them.
  

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