End-of-Summer House Party

[Kevin Walsh]

"YO GRAHAM!" Kevin yelled, clapping his best mate on the shoulder. "I think we're beating up my cousin Bradley... for some reason I'm not really clear on... you in?"

Kevin then squinted, unable to recall where Amy was supposed to be tonight. "She's, ah, well she's somewhere surely," he said with a light shrug. Kevin had been... not so great to Amy over the past few weeks. In his defense, the "father in prison, mother going apeshit" thing had been occupying a lot of his mental space.

Also, he was a bad boyfriend to begin with.

Flopping his head back dramatically, Kevin groaned when Caleb mentioned school. "Arrgggh, way to be a fucking buzzkill mate! Here, this'll shut you up," he laughed while roughly shoving the vodka at him.

[Caleb Graham]

“Uh-” Caleb began, looking down at his best mate who was a little intoxicated obviously, “Sure…” he agreed, Caleb felt it was better to placate his friend than argue with him, knowing they probably weren’t going to try and beat up his cousin Bradley anyways. Caleb wasn’t one to fight anyone unless he had a really good reason for doing so.

“Right…” Caleb said with a shrug and a nod of his head as Kevin admittedly didn’t know where Amy was tonight. A part of him really wanted to see Amy tonight, but he understood. He and Kevin had talked about Kevin’s mum and dad as much as Kevin wanted to, but Caleb knew to leave it well enough alone. As Kevin shoved the vodka bottle ruffling into his hands Caleb snorted, “Now, that wasn’t so hard,” he smiled in amusement at how easy it was to take Kevin’s vodka from him with the simple mention of school, “Thanks mate!” he smirked pouring himself his own drink and taking a long sip. He planned on getting pissed tonight.