Sydney and Weiss were sprawled out on the sofa and armchair of Sydney's flat respectively. A bottle of scotch sat on the table, three quarters empty and an empty wine bottle was on the kitchen top, next to the stack of dirty plates. Both people were very, very drunk. A loud 'hiccup' could be heard and Sydney convulsed into a fit of giggles,
"Errrrric! That's ruuude!" Followed by more giggles and Eric's expression descended into a frown.
"It is! It is rude!" Exclaimed Eric rather suddenly, "I'm a bad man, Sydney! A bad, w-ery, uh 'v', v-v-v-ery, drunk man! Oh God! I am a man right?" This enticed even more giggles, followed by a loud bang. Sydney rolled off the couch, hitting the floor awkwardly groaning in pain before yet again, giggling. Weiss jumped up from where he was sitting to try and help Sydney, only succeeding in falling on the floor beside her. They lay like that for a long time, in silence, the giggles having long died.
"Its only 9 Syd! We're absolutely slaughtered and it's only 9! Oh God! We've got work in the morning, there is going to be one hell of a hamover, errr, han-g-over knocking on my door!" At that Syd started singing, 'Knock knock knocking on heaven's door …' her voice died out and she looked over at Weiss, smiling wryly. He looked back
mirroring her expression.
"I should go, try and get some sleep before the nightmare that is tomorrow comes around!" Sydney nodded as he tried to get up, falling back down twice before actually balancing himself in an upright position.
"You gonna get up?" Sydney looked straight above her, staring at the ceiling for a few moments before shaking her head lazily,
"Nope. Its kinda comfy right here, I think I'll hang about for a bit." Weiss raised an eyebrow then nodded emphatically,
"You need anything, just shout. Actually, make that a scream, I have a widdy biddy feeling I'll be sleeping kinda heavily." At this a goofy smile slipped over his face.
"You gonna be my knight in shining armor Weiss? My knight in shining ar-mooor?" She giggled some more. He looked down on her, his grin widening,
"M'lady!" He stooped in a stumbled attempt at a bow. His feet slipped and he caught himself clumsily on the coffee table, "I'd give you a kiss but I don't think I could lean down and manage to get back up in one piece! See you in the morning, Syd." Weiss turned around and made his way to the door, stopping every few steps to regain his balance. He reached the door and heard her shout 'Night Eric, sweet dreams!' after him.
Sydney lay there for about an hour before moving. The immediate effect of the alcohol had died off, but despite that she was nowhere near sober. As she stood she tumbled forward onto the couch.
Yup, still very, very drunk.
"Errrrric! That's ruuude!" Followed by more giggles and Eric's expression descended into a frown.
"It is! It is rude!" Exclaimed Eric rather suddenly, "I'm a bad man, Sydney! A bad, w-ery, uh 'v', v-v-v-ery, drunk man! Oh God! I am a man right?" This enticed even more giggles, followed by a loud bang. Sydney rolled off the couch, hitting the floor awkwardly groaning in pain before yet again, giggling. Weiss jumped up from where he was sitting to try and help Sydney, only succeeding in falling on the floor beside her. They lay like that for a long time, in silence, the giggles having long died.
"Its only 9 Syd! We're absolutely slaughtered and it's only 9! Oh God! We've got work in the morning, there is going to be one hell of a hamover, errr, han-g-over knocking on my door!" At that Syd started singing, 'Knock knock knocking on heaven's door …' her voice died out and she looked over at Weiss, smiling wryly. He looked back
mirroring her expression.
"I should go, try and get some sleep before the nightmare that is tomorrow comes around!" Sydney nodded as he tried to get up, falling back down twice before actually balancing himself in an upright position.
"You gonna get up?" Sydney looked straight above her, staring at the ceiling for a few moments before shaking her head lazily,
"Nope. Its kinda comfy right here, I think I'll hang about for a bit." Weiss raised an eyebrow then nodded emphatically,
"You need anything, just shout. Actually, make that a scream, I have a widdy biddy feeling I'll be sleeping kinda heavily." At this a goofy smile slipped over his face.
"You gonna be my knight in shining armor Weiss? My knight in shining ar-mooor?" She giggled some more. He looked down on her, his grin widening,
"M'lady!" He stooped in a stumbled attempt at a bow. His feet slipped and he caught himself clumsily on the coffee table, "I'd give you a kiss but I don't think I could lean down and manage to get back up in one piece! See you in the morning, Syd." Weiss turned around and made his way to the door, stopping every few steps to regain his balance. He reached the door and heard her shout 'Night Eric, sweet dreams!' after him.
Sydney lay there for about an hour before moving. The immediate effect of the alcohol had died off, but despite that she was nowhere near sober. As she stood she tumbled forward onto the couch.
Yup, still very, very drunk.