Shit Faced
Chapter 2 Drink Night~
Soul walked into the shack. It was sturdy old shack, left behind by someone and was now their drinking spot. Black Star opened the door with a beer bottle in his hands and an unamused look on his face. Kid poked out from the shack. Befor they could even say that he was late, Soul held up a six pack of beers. Kid shrugged and slunk back into their hide out. Black star shifted to let Soul in. The old shack wasn't hald bad inside, it had a few beanie bag chairs an a crate to put their drinks on and a mini fridge to put their beers in. Soul plopped onto his black beani chair and snapped open a can. Kid was already relaxed in his red chair with a brown bottle in his hand. Black Star grumbled something incorherant.
"So besides the six pack, why are so late Soul?" Kid asked curtiously. Black Star snorted and jumped onto his blue beani with a bottle.
"That's a stupid question Kid," he announced like always "He was fucking Maka" he howled in laughter. Soul kicked his leg hard and gulped down his can.
"Don't bring my meister into this you little idiot with a god complex." Soul growled leaning back. Black Star glared at him. "But Maka is the reason, she said she wasn't going to do my chores again and If I wanted to come back with out breaking down the door, I would have to do them before I left. So when I did them I felt her Soul wave length seem sad." Soul mummbled the last part and stared at the can is his hands. He was deciding if getting drunk with the guys again was a good idea. Maka seemed so sad and lonely. She had a look on her face like something was going to happen again. He shook his head then gulped down a few more beers till a faint glow appeared on his cheeks. 'I shouldn't worry about it'