yeah but if i’m the best, what does that make you, huh? -he closes his eyes briefly before pointing at his friend, his small eyes squinting further- kyung? who needs kyung when ya got the best.. best guy in the world here? -pauses, his eyes moving towards the bottles scattered around them- hah… they should’ve taken better care of us. -sets the glass down, leaning back in his seat- can only imagine what’s waitin’ for us in the mornin’. but, don’t… really wanna think ‘bout that. too much… too much goin’ on up here. -taps his temple before he leans forward, grabbing the neck of a new bottle, popping it open, and taking a long drink from it- fuck it.
well. that makes me… -trails off, eyes squinting as he thinks, trying to look serious even while intoxicated; that makes me– -pounds himself on the chest while declaring haughtily; –the bester guy! -starts cracking up right after; you know what. -sits up straight and stretches his long arms out before fishing his phone out of his pocket; we should call them. -nods; we have to tell them… that… they suck. -laughs and looks on as his friend pops open another bottle; hey wait! i want one too! -waves one hand about even as the other presses the speed dial for he doesn’t even know which of his friends;
sonqsari-blog reblogged this from zeecova and added:
well. that makes me… -trails off, eyes squinting as he thinks, trying to look serious even while intoxicated; that makes...
zeecova reblogged this from sonqsari-blog and added:
yeah but if i’m the best, what does that make you, huh? -he closes his eyes briefly before pointing at his friend, his...