Club

"We just went to the Philosophy Club!" Avaric hooted drunkenly.

"There was me, Crope, Tibbet, Pfannee, Shenshen, Fiyero, and Boq Boq Boq Boq Boq-"

"Someone shut him up!" Pfannee hissed to Shenshen.

Shenshen nodded and kicked Avaric in the groin. He shut up.

Fiyero was asleep—no, he was passed out. The liquor had been too much for him. Crope and Tibbet were fondling each other in a stupor. Boq was staring at the wall.

Though none of them would admit it, the Philosophy Club had damaged them. It had changed them irrevocably.

But they were too drunken and riled up to care.