You sat across from Alfred at the restaurant he had taken you to in order to celebrate your birthday. Smiling, you take a swig of your soda. "Thank you again for dinner, Alfred. The food's delic-" You interrupt yourself with a burp before you can finish your thought. "Excuse me" you mutter, mortified. You look down and wait for Alfred's teasing to begin. After a couple seconds of silence you tentatively and see Alfred staring at a plate of hamburgers on the next table over. "What, no teasing?" you ask.
"Hum? For what?" came his bemused reply.
"I just burped."
"You call that a burp?" he scoffed. "That wasn't a burp. This is a burp!" He took a deep breath, and burped loudly enough to be heard by everyone around you. You blush again.
"Alfred, we're in public!"
"Yeah, so?"
"So, you need to at least act mature."
"You're just mad that my burp was louder than yours"
"What? That's absolutely- I mean really...fine." You raise your glass to your lips and drink, but before you can, another's deafening burp emanates from the end of the table. "What...? Matthew!" You had forgotten he had come to celebrate your birthday too. "Did you really just burp?" Matthew gives you a shy nod.
"Dude! That was amazing! You have to teach me how to do that!"
A/N: This is the first drabble I ever wrote. Yeah...make of that what you will.