Dutch and Miles were practically glued together in the same chair. They had been in their own chairs when the party started. But after five drinks later, Miles had moved to Dutch's chair.
Gary was shoveling caramel popcorn into his mouth.
"Maybe the author is finally going to write tubby smut."
"What the hell are you talking about Gary?" Conor raised a tired eyebrow at him.
"The fanfic we're in, you see this is the first time-"
"Nevermind." The silver tubby tuned out.
Gary goes back to staring at the drunk couple.
"Okay, nope!" Richard separates Miles from the black one. "That's enough drinking for you!"
Finn grabs his brother by the back of his shirt and pulls him off the chair. "This is this not the time or place for this kind of thing!"
"We're adults." Dutch mutters, squinting at him.
"Not in my holy base!" Richard glared daggers into the black tubby.
"What are you talking about, no one in this crew has any morals, except for Anne." Conor eyed Anne covering her face while groaning quietly at just everything in general.
"What the heck am I witnessing." Guardian not really asking anyone.
"Friday," Gary answered him anyway.
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