(Harley's POV) -Around 8:30-
Clawd came over, his arms wrapping around me. In his hand was a mid-sized box with wrapping paper that had dog-bones all over it. Smiling up at him, I planted a small kiss on his lips. Instead of chugging down the punch, I had a soda can labeled Monster Dew. It was like Mountain Dew but a stronger kick.
We made our way over to the gaming stations and played on the Wii, a Normie's game station. Clawd and I picked the boxing game, our interests jumping right into this one game. My character was tall and buff while Clawd was left with the sexy girl character. In the beginning of the game, I started blocking all of his punches.
"Come on, you'll have to attack sooner or later" he threw endless punches with the Wiimote.
Finally, my arms went down and I threw punches faster than anyone could blink. Surprised by this, Clawd tried to block but I knew a bunch of open spots he didn't block such as his character's stomach. His character was down to its final life points when some shmuk left a magazine on the floor. Accidentally stepping on it, my foot flew out from under me and my body fell to the ground. Clawd, being the gentleman he was, decided to help me up instead of taking the chance to destroy my character. Smiling up at him, I pecked a kiss on his lips while giving one more punch with the Wiimote towards the TV.
'Player 1 wins!' cried the announcer in the game.
Later, we made our way to the back porch and sat down on the lawn chairs. The starts sparkled high above us, almost like pieces of glass in the sky. The moon radiated light down on us, turning everything almost godly. Looking over to Clawd, his eyes were fixated on the moon. I was about to ask if he was alright until he let out a long howl. The sound echoed through my ears, soothing in some strange way. As the howling died, he gave me an embarrassed look.
"Sorry, the moon's a day away from being full and I get a little…" He trailed off when I started laughing.
Just as he did, I let out a howl too and soon, we were howling together. It was a great night…if only I could spend it with Harriet. Also, it would have been great if a couple wasn't 'partying it up' in the upstairs bathroom, whoever they were.
In the morning, I woke up on the floor. Apparently, drinking three cans of Monster Dew leads to an epic crash. Where's Clawd? I looked around foggily, rubbing the sleep away from my eyes. Harriet was slumped over the couch, looking like a mess. The slight touch of make-up I put on her last night for a boost of confidence turned tan and black blurs over her cheeks.
My fingers went up to massage my buzzing temples as I walked over the fallen monsters to my sister. When I shook her awake, she looked over to me sleepily until she jumped up and had to throw up in the kitchen's trashcan. Sighing, I lurked up the stairs and into the bathroom. What the hell? Deuce was in my bathtub, wearing nothing but the curtain he pulled down! Getting a closer look at him, I saw light lipstick marks on his lips and on his cheeks. Guess he saw my sister before getting drunk off the punch I spiked for fun and got naked in my bathroom. Wait, then who was the couple I heard getting it on last…night…
"Harls, I don't feel so good" Harriet groaned as she clutched her stomach.
Oh shit.
Alright, this was just Harley's side of that night as well as their morning. Review if you want to see what happens later on!