"I thought we could get drunk and watch this new kids' movie- It's called Rock A Doodle. My kid sister hasn't shut up about it." Paul handed them two warm beers from a six pack on the floor and grinned.
He looked at Will who seemed to be thinking the same thing 'this is stupid' but they both grinned anyway and agreed.
Halfway through the movie Paul got the bright idea to play a drinking game.
"Hey let's take a drink every time someone says Chanticleer" Paul said
"I don't know if that's such a good idea" Will chuckled, he was still nursing his first beer.
"Well, it will definitely get us drunk! Do you have an early class? Mike asked nudging him.
"No, just afternoon ones" He gave a small smirk, "Alright, I'm in."
"YES!!!" Paul hooted.
Mike silently agreed; Will never got drunk, it was a rare day indeed when he would have more than one beer.
He settled into the couch, unlike Will he was on his third beer. He leaned into Will's shoulder a little as they began the drinking game.
By the end of the movie Mike had stopped drinking. "They say that fucking rooster's name too much" He laughed looking over at Will.
"EDMOND!!!" Will was sobbing next to him way past gone- completely, utterly, hopelessly, drunk.
Will's head leaned on his shoulder, and he was pointing wildly at the screen. "He's just a little kitten!" he slurred, taking another sip of his beer.
"I think that's a little boy, Dude" Paul chimed in.
Mike looked at Will, His eyes were round and watery, being this close to him he could smell his shampoo and the faint smell of beer coming from his lips as he continued to wail.
He put his arm around him; the corners of his mouth softly tugging up, he gestured to the tv. "Will look! he's okay, See?" He said softly.
Will sniffled, rubbed his eyes and got the happiest grin on his face. "I'm so happy he made it" he laughed then looked at the ceiling. leaning into him, he whispered into his ear.
"Hey Mike?" His breath was hot on his ear and it tickled.
"Yeah?" his voice came out in a throaty whisper
"Do you ever look up at the ceiling and make pictures in your mind using the dots and stuff up there?" He was giggling a little and had already pulled back into his own space.
He just stared at him blinking a few times before he burst into laughter.
"Will. You are so. Wasted" he barely got the words out between bursts of laughter.
"Nooo look" he said pointing up. "That one up there even looks like a Demogorgon"
"A demo-what?" Paul asked.
"It's a dnd thing" he lied stifling a chuckle, "I'm gonna take him home and Paul?" he said grabbing Will's hand
"Yeah, Man?" Paul was already half asleep.
"I pick the movie next time- that was a fucking fever dream" He laughed dragging Will out the door with him.
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