Pints
Brunch with bros
Damon, Edward and Eli hung from the ceiling.
It was 10pm, which is considered a lazy sleep in in vampire terms. An idle half hour or so later, Damon dropped, waking the other two with a loud thud.
“Uggghhh…”, he groaned.
MC=E2, as they were collectively known, followed suit and joined Damon on the lounge room floor. All three nursed their tender heads, which were still very consciously joined to their bodies and thumping from the big night before. Being winter allowed for more moonlight hours, encouraging young party-goers to stay out a little longer.
“Breakfast?” suggested Eli.
“Better make that brunch,” quipped Edward.
“It’s almost midnight!”
Still rubbing his body from the fall, Damon reminded the others that there were only rations left in the fridge.
“I guess that we’re only having 1 pint each then. That’s $8 each, thanks”. Damon winked as he passed the glasses to his mates.
Edward finished first, declaring, “Well, it’s time to go shopping.”
As the other two finished off and got ready to leave, the boys heard a noise outside.
Eli peeked through the kitchen window.
“Oh crap!” he exclaimed, “It’s Buffy! Let’s glide…”
And the three friends quickly soared off into the night.
