Luke
"Really? Fucking again!" I said as I tried to get up and realized we'd had one of our drinking sessions. One which resulted in the three of us passed out in Corey's bed in the back of the bar.
"We seriously need to stop ending the night this way," I slurred. Fuck. I was still wearing my suit and I'd woken up in a cold sweat.
"Is asshole Corey still here?" Ed asked as he used my hand as leverage.
Why the hell the hell was Ed calling him names?
Another example of why grown men, shouldn't drink, smoke, and be frustrated all at the same time.
"We're at Corey's."
"Fuck! We are, I forgot. I thought you was Hayley."
Not this game again. I swear Ed just needs to go on a cleanse for at least a couple of years, his confusion and attitude are ones even I wasn't appreciating at the moment.