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| Ben Sirelo | Jul 1 2008, 12:33 PM |
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“I vaguely remember seeing Max and James, but after number six or seven they all started looking the same." Ben chuckled at the summation of the evening, but stopped when it became to much for his poor head to bare. Standing up slowly, Ben ambled toward the stove top in the vain hope there would be coffee to be had, even if he had to make it first. he caught site of himself i the stove top, grimy as it was, and winced as he realized he had a black eye. Was he that drunk that someone actually managed to land a punch in his face? He hated to think it was so, but the evidence was hard to ignore given that it was right there on his face. "Damn!" Ben exclaimed, only moments before his friend made a similar discovery, or so Ben assumed by his next comment. "Hey Ben did we start any fights last night? Or get involved in any at least" "I don't know mate, but it looks that way. What the hell happened?" He wasn't shocked that they had been in a fight, but it was a surprise that they were on the loosing side, at least thats how it looked. Ben was startled form this newest discovery as the door swung open once agin. ben just hoped it wasn't the guys form last night back for round two. Well, at least this time he would be ready for them. |
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| Keep it down · Throwback Hanger | |
8:10 PM Nov 27
