»It is a good excuse to get drunk though.«
»That's fair.« Unus grabbed some glasses from the cabinet, Annus took care of the alcohol. His hand made it's way past the leftover eggnog like a student ignoring a teacher in public.
He returned to the table with a bottle of clear liquid.
They both took a shot, and they both had no clue where they would end up soon.
Annus clapped his hands like Morgan Freeman in Bruce Almighty. Dim lights, loud music and a small amount of fog filled the house.
»What's that all about?« Unus raised his voice to not be drowned out by the music.
»I've had some time to think when I didn't sleep. There's a lot of stuff I wanna do before the timer runs out. Just in case, you know?«
Unus knew, but he didn't want to think about the possibility of that happening. So instead he took another shot. »Like a college party?«
»Exactly! I've only ever seen it in Mark's memories.«
It didn't take long for the alcohol to do it's work. »Here's to Data Data Data!« They raised their glasses, clinking them against each other and spilling some on the table.
»We need one more thing for this to be a real college party,« Annus said in a mischievous tone.
»Beer pong?«
»Beer pong.«
He grabbed a small plastic ball of thin air. »We're gonna need a bigger table though.«
Unus put a hand against his chin. He kinda resembled that one sculpture everyone feels like they resemble when thinking about something. »There's bigger tables in Marvins study!«
Annus didn't seem comfortable with the idea. »I don't know. What if he comes back?«
Unus dismissively waved his hand. »I've been alone in there for a quite some time. If Ma-, Anti could attack, he would have done it when I was alone.«
Annus wasn't convinced, but nevertheless he was drunk enough to put his doubts aside.
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