Morishige`s POV

"Na! Na Na Na Na Na Na! Na Na Na Na Na Na! Na Na N-na Na Naaa!" slured Satoshi, as we and Yoshiki stumbled out of the bar. We were all wasted beyond belief.
"You know what, Satoshi!" slurred Yoshiki as he pointed a shaky hand at his friend. "Your anticipation gets you down." I scoffed.
"Dude, quit with…with the kahareoke jokes." I replied.
"Satoshiii, gimme…gimme the thing." slurred Yoshiki. Satoshi launched his can at him. It hit Yoshiki in the face and he fell to the ground. I staggered over to him.
"You `kay?" I asked.
"Yeahhhh." he replied, getting back up to his feet. He pointed over to the park across the street. "Football." he said. He was right. Someone had a left a football in the park.
"Lesh go give it a kick `round." said Satoshi. He made our way over to the football and just stood in front of it and stared at it.
"You ever hearhd of red ass?" asked Yoshiki. Me and Satoshi shook our heads.
"Nahhh." I replied.
"You kick the baalll at other peoples asss." he explained. "Satoshi, go and stahnd over there and bend over." Satoshi wandered over to where he pointed and bent over. I made my way to a nearby swing and sat down. Yoshiki sniggered and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He fumbled with the buttons.
"Fuckin` fing." he said. "Ahhh there we go. Satoshi! Pull down your pahnts!"
"`kayyyy!" shouted back Satoshi. Satoshi pulled his pants down, exposing his ass for the world to see. Yoshiki sniggered and snapped a picture. I laughed.
"Boyhs! The moons out!" I slurred.
"Whaa..?"Slurred Satoshi, but he lost his balance and fell face first into the floor with his ass in the air. Now what must have happened next was a chain reaction of texting across the city. Yoshiki`s phone beeped and he pocketed it. Thirty or so seconds into our fit of laughter his phone went off again. He took it out and answered it.
"Hellllo?" he asked.
"Yoshiki! Why do I have Naomi telling me you just sent her a picture of Satoshi ass!?" screamed Ayumi. The phone wasn't even on speaker but she was so loud I heard and I was a couple yards away. Yoshiki giggled.
"M-moon." he replied. Ayumi must`ve stopped shouting because I didn't hear her side of the conversation.
"Yes….he`s here tooo….parhk….`kay." He put the phone away and turned to me.
"Guysh….gurhls."

Mayu`s POV

I took a sip of my wine and turned to the next page of my book. It was nice; a glass of wine, a good book, and a nice candle to give the room a little 'ambience'. Perfect. The doorbell shattered my 'ambience'. I got up to answer it. As I opened the door, a body fell to the floor in front of me with a dull thud. It was Shig. Ayumi stood in the doorway; her arms folded and looking cross. She looked down at the drunk, mumbling blob and rolled her eyes. She looked at me and smiled politely.
"Hey Mayu. I`m sorry to disturb you but I got called to him and the chuckle brothers over there in the kids park. Somehow Yoshiki sent Naomi a picture of Satoshi`s arse and so she called me so go find them." said Ayumi. I had to hold back the giggles. Outside, Yoshiki and Satoshi were sat in the back of her car giggling.
"Hiyuuuuuuuuu Mayuuuuuuuuuu." slurred Shig, still face down on the floor in front of me.
"Hello Shig." I replied. Ayumi didn't look happy. "Thanks for this," I said. "I owe you one." She sighed.
"Don't worry abou-" She was interrupted by the car horn. Yoshiki was leaning out of the car window waving his shirt around whilst Satoshi had a passed out in his seat.
"Youuuuu know you liiiiiiike it!" he shouted. Ayumi turned around and screamed at him.
"Yoshiki! Put your shirt back on right this instant!" I flinched. Despite her small stature, she could be quite loud when she wanted to be.
"Thasht`s not what youuuuuuu said lasht niiiiihgt." He slurred back. She turned back around to me.
"Sorry Mayu. I`ll see you Friday." She said, backing out the door, keeping an eye on Yoshiki.
"Goodbye Ayumi." I said closing the door. I looked down at Shig. I gave him a light tap with my foot. The blob groaned. I put my arm under his and helped him.
"I can wahlk." He said. I let go of him and he made a few steps before crashing into a table.
"Whooo put thast thereeee?" he said, rubbing his ribs. I couldn't help but laugh. He managed to stagger into the kitchen and he threw himself into a chair. He looked different frp, normal.
"Where are you glasses Shig?" I asked. He pointed at me with a long bony finger.
"I oweee….. blondie, shum money." he replied.
"No Shig. Where are your glasses?" I asked again.
"I losht them. In a bet." He paused for a moment. "Mayuuuu?"
"Yes?" I answered.
"Cahn I borrow one of your Skirrts?" he asked. I rolled my eyes but laughed a little.
"Why?"
"I neeed…" he waved his hand in front of his face. "Where arsh my glasseses?" He looked at me and gave a big dumb smile. I felt my heart melt.
"Come on Shig. Let`s get you to bed." I said, getting ready to help him up but he waved me away.
"Nooo. I don`t wanna." I sat down opposite him.
"What do you wanna do then, Shig?" I asked. I looked around the room and then finally made his way back to me. He held his hand out and pinched my cheek.
"Mayuuuuuuuuuu." He slurred, laughing. I blushed as I tried to move his hand off me but he moved his other hand to my head and started to pat me.
"Goooood Mayuuuuuuuuuu." He slurred. I laughed with him.
"Please Shig, stop. I`m not a dog." I said trying to not to smile too much. There is no way, drunk or not, that I was going to let him know I was enjoying that. He let go of me. His eyes wandered to the fridge.
"Iuhm hungry." he said.
"Shig, don't you think it`s a little lat-"
"But Iuhm hungry!" he whined. I gave in.
"Okay Shig. What do you want?" He thought for a moment.
"Nachos!" he relied.
"Sorry Shig, I don't think we have any chips." he replied softly.
"Nah Nah." he said, waving a shaky hand at me. "Opehn the fridge." I got up out of my seat and did as he said. Low and behold, inside the fridge was a bowl of premade nachos.
"Taaaaa daaaaaaa." he slurred. His eyes suddenly closed and he passed out, smacking his head on the table. I sighed and put the nachos back. I went over to him and tried to poke him awake but it was no use. He was out cold. I left him a note saying that I`d gone to bed and then tiredly made my way up stairs. So much for a nice night in alone.

A/N: Haha, Shig got pissed. Yes American in England 'Pissed' means drunk. Anyway, thank you very much for reading, goodnight.