"Go, Gilbert, go! Ve have to get zhose beers before zhey go to Ludvig!" Klara yelled while doing some terrible acting. She looked at the camera that Antonio was holding dramatically.
Okay, so no one really went to Francis' party in the end. It ended up being just Francis, Antonio, Gilbert, and Klara. Antonio had the bright idea to make a movie that was filled with terrible parodies of different movies that weren't connected to the previous one. They were currently parodying "Sharknado" of all films.
"And... Cut!" Antonio hit the stop button. "Wow, that was something."
"Vas it terrible?"
"Si."
"Gut."
Francis ran into the room completely naked for the next scene. "I know, right?! Oh mon Dieu, Klara, you are going to be a STAR!"
"Ummm... Vhat has zhis deteriorated into?" Klara leaned onto Gilbert's shoulder while staring blankly at the wall behind Francis.
"I believe zhis is called an 'afterparty', or somezhing. Ve've just had too much to drink. Don't vorry, ve'll all forget zhis und vake up vith awful hangovers in zhe morning. Just go to bed. If you vake up vith zhe zhree of us next to you, don't flip. Cool?" Gilbert explained.
She nodded. "I'm going to bed! Guten nacht!"
"Bon nuit!"
"Guten nacht!"
"Buenos noches!"
~~End.~~
"Vell, zhat ended on a shitty note, didn't it?"
"I didn't get to see Lovi~."
"Hey, I got to dance with Klara AND sleep with Arthur! It's all good in my book."
"Anyzhing goes in your book. Even zhe awesome me vorries for you sometimes."
"Ja."
"So, what now?"
"*le snoore*"
"More drinks?"
"Nein, Ich bein gut. *yawns*"
"Someone's tired."
"It's kind of late."
"It's been a long day, okay? Zhere's been one party, und zhen anozher... und zhen... *snores*"
"Guten nacht."
"So, what now?"
"I think Feliciano and Ludvig should be home now."
"What are you implying?"
"Zhat ve take Klara home und zhen come back here."
"Si~, but what about in between?"
"Oh, you'll see. *devil smirk*"
"*drunk grin*"