Drew got up and walked over to the beer cooler, now near empty, and offered Ian a beer. Xxnx There were no new messages recently. Not that this would be the end of her persuasion, at least while they’re were all still staying in the house together, but dropping it again for now probably for the best. “How drunk was I last night that I don’t have any memory of this?”
“About the same as right now,” Drew responded. “Just been thinking about it.”
“With him?”
“No, in general.”
“Alright.”
A moment of silence stuck in the air. Well…how adventurous are you?”
“Fairly?” Claire responded. Claire stood up, and untied the top. Drew then turned to Claire and did the same with her. Today?”
“You texted him last night, during, well…”
Ian squinted, and his eyes began to dart around, trying to find an image, a memory of having sent that text.
