Last night was a riot, an amalgamation of bad decisions that culminated in Boost and James drunkenly butchering Billy Idols 'Rebel yell' at a karaoke bar, before unceremoniously being thrown out for refusing to leave the stage. The duo stumbled down the walkway, laughing and trying to catch their breath, turning around at different points to give ribald gestures to the bouncer that escorted them out, much to the great amusement of each other. The bouncer paid them no mind.

The two found themselves in an unfamiliar neighborhood, quiet by Manhattan standards, the city sounds almost distant with the moon lighting the path ahead of them.

"What did I tell ya?! We're just too talented for them to handle Jimmy my boy." Boost piped up, his arms spread wide in some grand gesture before he jumped up to seize James in a headlock, roughing up his hair with a fist before James pushed him away. Boost lost his equilibrium and fell over a fence into someones garden, bringing forth a great amount of laughter from his companion.

"Boost? BOOST?! You alright mate?" Giggled James after he clambered over the fence to check on his friend, hoisting him to his feet with a hand.

"Fuck me..." Muttered the shorter fellow in all seriousness, dusting himself off before meeting his friends eyes, a grin crept onto his face and the two broke out in laughter again. A light flickered on from within the house they were trespassing on.

"Oh shit." James muttered with a laugh, pushing Boost over again before jumping the fence and sprinting down the street, yelling like a mad banshee.

"Ya bastard." Was the quiet reply behind him, as the cool night wind blew through his hair and over his skin, he came to a stop around a corner his lungs burning as he slowed down, the sound of steps came up from behind as Boost caught up.

"You." His friend said pointing a finger into his rib. "Are going to be the death of me." He finished, giving James a smile and a punch in the arm to let him know there were no hard feelings. "Now lets get home."

They traveled together for awhile longer, before catching a cab, James was the first address they arrived at, the two departing with a brief handshake and some spoken farewells. James couldn't help smiling the whole elevator trip up to his floor, reminiscing on a night well spent, his internal dialogue groaning in memory of some of the more embarrassing aspects. He fumbled for his keys as he exited the lift, chuckling at one of his own drunken mumbles as he leaned on the door, unlocking it to let himself in. He made a quick mental effort to ensure he locked the door behind him before making a beeline for his bed, throwing himself onto its comfy surface and falling asleep.

The late morning sun slipped in through the blinds and pierced his eyelids forcing him awake, it took him some moments to fully realize his own consciousness, groaning in displeasure at the miserably bright beam that intruded upon his sacred darkness. His head was pounding, his stomach felt light, and all his limbs felt heavy and ungainly. Throwing a hand blindly onto the dresser beside him, James felt around and dragged away from its surface his phone, turning on his side, as he brought it up to his face to read it. Multiple ECPD alerts from last night littered the screen. "fuuuuuuck..." Was the tired groan as he dropped the phone on the bed and buried himself into his pillow. [i]Fuck it, I'mma sleep.[/i]