"WHOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAA ... YOUUUUUR SEX IS ON FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Cassie's reading of her favourite book, 'Looking for Alaska' was interrupted when her very drunk boyfriend walked through their apartment door. She had been reading for the majority of the day on the balcony of their bedroom, deciding it was a great way to spend her day off. She took one last look at the now sunset sitting on the horizon with very faint stars around it. Smiling at the beautiful view, she walked in and put the book down on the bed.
"OOOOOHHH...BABY YOUR SEX IS ON FIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH"
"Really Cody? Shut up."
"WHOOOA ... WITH THE WORDS YOU CONSPIRE"
"With the words you transpire."
"Oh ... WITH THE WORDS YOU TRANSPIREEEEEEEEEE"
Cassie rolled her eyes, "Will you stop yelling? I'm right in front of you, and it's only seven thirty in the evening, how in the hell are you drunk?"
"We had a couple of drinks at the bar with the boys." Cody explained, pointing to the floor.
"A couple? Soft." Cassie said sitting down.
"Me? Soft?" Cody asked, pointing to himself.
"Yup, you're a softie." Cassie raised her eyebrow, smirking. "You can't even stand straight." She referred to Cody holding on to the wall with a dazed face.
"I can, it's just hard to stand straight when the room decides to spin!" Cody exclaimed.
"Softie." Cassie teased, repositioning herself on the bed so she was lying down.
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"No." Cassie countered, throwing him off.
"Yes."
"Thank you." She smiled satisfied.
"Cheater cheater pants on fire!"
"Wrong lyrics, drunkie." She corrected him, again.
Cody slurred something in a language babies wouldn't even understand and staggered over to the love of his life defeated. He flopped himself onto the bed with a grunt, half on Cassie – half not.
"You're heavy!" Cassie yelled, failing at her attempt to push him off her.
"I loveeee youuu Cass." Cody sang.
"Stick to your day job Runnels, you suck at singing." She laughed. "But I love you too."
"I think we should ..." Cody trailed off into space, forgetting how to end sentences.
"Continue."
"Well ..." Cody grinned, moving his hand under the hemline of her tank top.
"Oh no, no sex for you. You get lazy when you have sex drunk, sorry."
"I was going to say go streaking, but did you just say sex?" Cody's head perked up.
"Ugh, please don't." Cassie pleaded.
" ... YOUR SEXXXXXXXXXXXX IS ON FIREEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEE."
"This is going to be a long ass night." She slapped her forehead, groaning.