[The Bondi] The morning after the gig before

[drcampbell]

Who: Lachlan, Riley, Tab & Luke (Tara later)
Where: The Bondi
When: Saturday Morning
Follows: THIS, THIS & THIS___________________________________________________

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[pullmysteth]

"Don't you know how to whisper?" Riley complained from where his face was squished into the polished surface of the bar. It was so nice and cool. He was never moving again.

[asinthecity]

Tab's lips curled into a small smirk before she went back to fishing around for her ring. The one ring she wore and she'd gone and lost somewhere on the floor. She stopped her search to pop up and greet Lachlan with a big smile before she patted Riley's head.

"My Big Bro can't hold his alcohol like he used to. I think we need to fatten him up."

[notskywalker]

"No, he didn't hold his alcohol all over my office floor," Luke added wryly, swirling the ice around in his glass of water. "Thank god I have a loyal cleaner. I told you, Riley, a large, greasy breakfast wouldn't set you straight, mate."

[drcampbell]

Lachlan leaned on the bar next to Riley and ruffled his hair gently. "Dinnae worry, buddy. It's nay a hangover unless you puke somewhere questionable. You didnae try pole dancing with a lamp post again, did you?"

[pullmysteth]

Riley groaned and reached up to try to half-heartedly put his hand over Lachlan's mouth. "Shush. No one knows about that. I can't remember it, so it never happened," he insisted.

[asinthecity]

Tab's eyebrows shot up and she laughed. "Riley, Riley, Riley. Didn't anyone ever tell you that a lamp post is too thick to pole dance with?"

[notskywalker]

Luke looked between the other three and then laughed. "He what?!"

[drcampbell]

"Oh, aye. And that's one of the more innocent times. The corner of Lothian and Morningside Roads will never be the same now that Riley has his wicked way on the corner there," Lachlan teased. He leaned over to try and catch Riley's eyes. "But seriously, buddy. You okay there? Do you need anything?"

[pullmysteth]

"No, kill me," Riley muttered and flipped Lachlan off. "I sat in a car ride mid your domestic, thank you very much. That should earn me at least a month of you not telling people what I do when I'm drunk."

[asinthecity]

Tab gave up looking for her ring and jumped up onto the bar so she could sit on it and hook her legs around Luke. She looked down at Riley, her smile disappearing for just a moment as she watched him. "What about me telling childhood stories?"

[notskywalker]

"Aren't childhood and drunk stories always the most embarrassing? I know my sisters always want to break out my bath pictures when I bring someone home to meet them," Luke said with a snort.

[drcampbell]

"My Mum and my Nana do that. But then, they have more naked baby pics of me than not. I didnae like clothes when I was a kid. Learnt to strip off at an early age," Lachlan mused, pulling himself up onto the barstool next to Riley.

[pullmysteth]

"How is that different to you as a grown up?" Riley asked, managing to smirk up at his friend. "You were practically born wanting to wear a kilt."

[asinthecity]

"Good thing Riley and me never have to worry about taking our lovers home to meet the parents. I can't actually recall a single photo Mum and Dad took that wasn't under pressure from us." Tab made a face that reflected her discomfort at the idea of a kilt coming out between her legs. "That would be so fucking itchy. Bad enough trying to squeeze a baby out."

[notskywalker]

"There's that picture of when you two were babies. That was cute." Luke scratched his with, laughing. "What's the chances of your offspring being born in a kilt?" he asked Lachlan in amusement.

[drcampbell]

"Hopefully one hundred percent," Lachlan joked and then waved his hand. "My wife would kill me, mind. I'm carrying a camera everywhere with me when the bairn is born. We willnae get another chance at this. I dinnae want to miss a single second."