Mean While at Kyon's that very morning*
Kyon: Head ace, check. No pants,check. Relocation of last night, none. Strangely the signs of a successful night of drinking. I hope Taniguchi & Kunikida made it home alright. Last I remember we had adventured into the drunken Irishmen in search of "memorable high school life". Or atleast that's what Taniguchi kept calling it. Sadly we were defeated quickly and with no remorse at the hands of Captain Morgan. Luckily Mikuru wasn't useless after all. I managed to convince her that Haruhi demands she proved the three of us with fake id's. I wonder if I should feel bad about lying.
Kyon lays on his back staring at the ceiling, playing with his cellphone*
Umm...
….
Interesting…
*Kyon's eyes suddenly widen*
Oh god !
Oh god!
70 calls made….
50 pictures taken all from last night… all send to Haruhi and the Brigade.
**Call Made; 1:00 am To: Haruhi
*Call Made; 1:30 am To: Haruhi
*Pictures Message sent; 3:00 AM: FWD ALL:
*Missed call's:
3:00 am; Haruhi
6:10 am; Itsuki
7:00 am; Mikuru
7:20 am; Nagato
Kyon: The pants, the lack of money, the deep feeling of shame… it all made sense now.
*Kyons cellphone rings*
*Incoming Call From; Nagato*
Kyon: Yes… ?
Nagato:…..
Kyon: Nagato I'm sorry, let me explain… I … I..
Nagato:….
*messaged received from, Nagato*
*IMG: *
Kyon: What is that thing! Is something wrong with your leg or something?!
Nagato: Now that's a dick pic.
*click*
Join us next time as Kyon learns the difficulties of mixing hard liquid and walking up hill.