New York City, New York - Friday Morning

[hoorayimrich]

t wasn’t a walk of shame back to the car that morning. If only because most of the people involved had a girlfriend or boyfriend back home. But it was damn close to one, all things considered

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[dollpocalypse]

Waking up, Topher spat out some feathers onto the pillow (read: Ben's chest), reached up to touch his throbbing forehead, and gasped. Loudly.

Sorry, guys.

"...where's my hair?!"

[momslilassassin]

"Looks better this way," Ben said without opening his eyes. "Which of you hit me in the head repeatedly with a hammer? Because ow."

That's a hangover, Ben.

[longislandiceme]

"Was Thor here?" Bobby gave him a confused look. "I don't remember Thor..."

[dollpocalypse]

"Ramona has a hammer," Topher shared. "I think I remember Ramona."

On the phone, Topher, yes.

[hoorayimrich]

"Thor?" Oh, timelines.

[longislandiceme]

Bobby nodded. "Norse god of thunder? Nice guy. Lil scary sometimes though."

[not_a_parakeet]

Warren's mouth was going to open a little. And close a little. And then open a little again.

"After hanging out with Hercules, I guess Norse gods shouldn't seem so weird."

That was about the best he had.

[momslilassassin]

"I made Jono a hat with wings so he could look like Thor," Ben offered. "He could fly."

He winced and looked over at Warren. "Did we throw you at a pig?"

He glanced down at his phone, where Ender had left a final text message, and sighed.

[not_a_parakeet]

"No," Warren replied, sounding vaguely perturbed at the reminder, "you threw me through a wall."

That might have had a pig drawn on it.

Possibly also in ketchup.

[dollpocalypse]

"You jumped on me," Topher remembered accusingly. "You flew at my face. Even after I kept telling you I wasn't interested."

YES, TOPHER. LECTURE WARREN ABOUT CRUSH ETIQUETTE.

[not_a_parakeet]

"You were feeling me up in a dark alleyway!" THAT TENDED TO SEND MIXED SIGNALS, TOPHER. "You licked me."

Which was completely different from the ganging up and licking Bobby thing. Completely.

[dollpocalypse]

"You had ketchup on you," Topher reminded Warren. "And ice. Where did the ice come from?!"

[not_a_parakeet]

"The ice machine," Warren intoned.

You're welcome, Bobby.

"Do you lick everything with ketchup on it, Topher?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Not if it has sphe-- breasts," Topher disclaimed. Because that was important to note.

[momslilassassin]

Ben groaned and flopped back on the pile of clothes. "Tony, am I wearing your pants?"

[hoorayimrich]

"Yours ripped and I gave you mine to preserve what little sanity I had left," Tony informed him. It was remarkably coherent for someone who drank half a bottle of Goldschlager last night.