It was well into afternoon when an door that had stayed shut tight the entire day was slammed open and immediately an smell of stale alcohol flooded the immediate vicinity.
From the darkness of his bedroom Taisto stumbled into the living room letting out an pained groan like an shambling undead.

"[i]Ughhhh, Thanks for not waking me up.[/i]"

He let out an long sigh after taking an look at the clock ticking away on the wall. He was on time to see the exchange of camera and those weird pics between Max and Nicki.

"[i]Kill the [color=6ecff6]house[/color]? Man somebody must have been even more drunk than I last night.[/i]"
He said while rubbing his temples with his index fingers, wishing that he had twenty feet long arms so he could reach into bathroom medicine cabinet for some aspirin. He crashed face first onto one of soft luxurious recliner chairs around the sofa, cursing the fact that he must have missed dinner time by now.

"[i]By the way guys, If I ever again drain an entire beer case BEFORE heading to the pub, please fucking stop me.[/i]"